Jesse & the Spirit - Anthropocene Lyrics

Photograph the quark cause it can't be missing
And turn it on and off if the brakes start hissing
Culture pirouettes like a nova cluster
Then blindly set ablaze the poise you can muster

There's no incantation to hold the stars at bay to slow the glacial pace if all should diverge
Fried lysergamide televangel, a self-help gesture to cope in common codices
Self-certified to sell all those common courtesies

Courier to cater to lazy nothing
Exhume the curiosity, kill its conscience
On and off the autowalk till its ending
Tug all the tiny veins that are circumventing
New sea level rising, fool for polar blinding
Soon the gulfs are drying, troposphere cracks and the trees are winding

There's no incantation to hold the stars at bay to slow the glacial pace if all should diverge
Fried lysergamide televangel, a self-help gesture to cope in common codices
Self-certified to sell all those common courtesies

One limb is ripped from another as engines crack and spurt along the sun-cooked highway at high noon
Mountains level and insolent magma cores thresh from their seedling source, gnashing at unphased gods
Mobs march on while boulders uproot
And tremble with jaundiced malaise in a sea likened to crystal against its scattered shore
While hopeless disenchantment baked in bricks are propelled through bank windows once more

There's no incantation to hold the stars at bay to slow the glacial pace if all should diverge
Fried lysergamide televangel, a self-help gesture to cope in common codices
Self-certified to sell all those common courtesies
All is torn away when all is second to none and don't perform an action that can't be undone