Set the balance carefully
Blowing gently on the atomic pendulum
You set in motion deliberately
Because the Earth has a gun
Foot steps like a deep drum
From across this island
Set the birds flying desperately
It is a warning
Set the snare
And grab the horns
This march we’re on
Is a monster and
We’re in the country of morning.
Observing, I didn’t start this move
It’s a dance with an end
And I fully intend
To stand upon the shore when it’s over
My tale echoing off the hills in refrain
To make the audience
Sober.
Go originally appeared on Drawing Contraption on 2014/08/06.