Decent lovers
To all the things buried beneath first grass
And leaves in snow, the sun in spring
Will come and make you known
First grass, the leaves in snow
The sun is deeper still in any hill
You may never know which one
All my secrets sleep far beneath the reach
Of grass or sun or leaves
Now come, rushing shovels, scrambling
Push it back
And if we need light, we've got light
We'll make light of our own
And if we need heat, we've got heat
We'll make heat of our own
Cause we're burning like a two star constellation
We don't orbit anyone
Grow underground, we could not tell
Whether a pigeon or a dove fell
Blended on the maple branch
That hung just above
Oh, we drink our shot and we ate our food
No one wants to spoil the killing in these hard times
There are no hard climbs
Keep it going
And if we need light, we've got light
We'll make light of our own
And if we need heat, we've got heat
We'll make heat of our own
And if we need light, we've got light
We'll make light of our own
And if we need heat, we've got heat
We'll make heat of our own
Cause we're burning like a two star constellation
No, we don't orbit anyone