80 Years

from Human by KosMos

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80 Years

In eighty years of my timeline, my mind tries to walk the fine line from I'm blind to minds eye,
I'm confined until the tree of life primes my vine, photosynthesis sun shines for prime time,
The undersigned, the other I, wonders why, life only seems just to start at the end of the lullaby,
And the end seems just like another try,
New cloud of space dust, chaos in the making, taking what we can from the place that made us, solid mass from vapers,
No blueprints, didn't ask for papers,
Have love but we had to hate us,
...And we could build a bomb and it arm already, on the edge of a knife keep your strong arm steady, Got a calm but the harms all heady,
Hoping we can backtrack before the last track splits atoms, fathom, blow your hat back melodies,
Abstract felonies,
Selling these stories of glory, DC, Moscow and Tel Aviv,
Telling me, it’ll be all in just,
But memory ain't all in trust,
So we all adjust,
In the consciousness,
Conscious shift, away from the greed and the pompous shit,
And so we hope and grow, and take notes on the open road, knowing that the book ain't open close,
Praying that the action only happens after open prose,
And love pours out and overflows,
and that's the only thing that hope propose,
Maybe we escaped from the do-so-do before, hope we don't retread the same foolish errors,
The newest pair of dreams battle the newest terrors.

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from Human, released March 30, 2016

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KosMos Spokane, Washington

Born in New Hampshire. Raised in Rochester, NY. Became a man in Baltimore/DC. Found my soul in the Pacific Northwest. I make music about being human on this weird little ball of rock flying through space orbiting a giant ball of fire. Stuff for your mind, your heart, and your soul. ... more