Paroles Elk Rock Island de Attica! Attica!

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Textes et Paroles de Elk Rock Island





We grew up in cellophane, neon cereals, tanning cathode raysWe were rinsed in pesticide, bleached with aspartame, antiseptic playYou could tell from our soft feetWe were strangers to the landAnd you could tell from our clean clothes that we were petrified of dirt and plants and sandTake me out to the forestRoll me in the soil, let me smell the earthPaint my face with berriesStuff them in my mouth 'til my stomach burstsAnd when the brambles shred my skinI bleed a red that shows the life withinAnd the blackberry stains on my handsAre not from a lab, no they come from the landWe are flailing in these waves: radio and sound, riptide gamma raysCoughing up zeroes and ones, gurgling through machines, electronic embraceTake me down to the riverDunk me underneath, let me taste the clayWe'll lose our shoes in the mudflatsSeeping through our toes, grabbing at our legsWhen the brambles shred my skinI bleed a red that shows the life withinAnd the blackberry stains on my handsDon't come from an ad, no they come from the landOur kids stumble through the haze, carbon thunderheads, toasting UV raysThey know a world concrete and gray, free from any green, sanitized and pavedSo each morning when you rise, rub your hands against the dirtAnd for that day, my child, you'll shed your fear of the earthAnd when the brambles shred your skinYou'll bleed a red that shows the life withinAnd the blackberry stains on your handsAre not from a lab, no they come from the landI woke up on Cannon Beach, salt upon my face, seaweed in my handsWaves kept washing over me, urging I come home, come home to the landWe come from the landWe come from the land


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