LYRICS

EVA

air tight, barometric pressure levels are right,
my mini habitat is faster than the sound of a bite
forget the rare off chance that my off white suit
doesn’t operate properly or could  suffer a wound
but I gotta have faith in my pelt, my polar bear skin,
embedded with levels of different chemicals nestled up in the filaments,
a fine fur capable filtering, sending all the
big solar flare rays back to the same vast
patch of the space that they came from,
past all the planets and the asteroid belts
where the belly of the beast swings in the dark felt,
filled with the bones of the pisces,   
a black bear  with the yellow dot stare
and a fixed few points on the invisible dome,
ursa in motion is a physical clone
of all the kodiaks and grizzlies on the surface below.

leaving the vehicle on the cusp,
a cub in the earth’s light
just a bare bone husk,
separating the cavity from the first strike

just a slow burn thrust, a subtle
adjustment to counter roll/pitch jumps,
and the shuttle umbilical isn’t tethered to nothin so I need
constant assurance from all the mothers that I trust,
the mother of a minor star, majored in astronomy,
mother that I once had, who protected me from dad,
his appetite a habit I could never understand,
I’ll blame it on the burden of consumption
or there was somethin in the salmon that created all the havoc,
all the magic in the meadows of the past,
all cast in an iron pot, fire and a lotta thought,
it’s not a miracle we’re here, it's just a common cause.     

lessen the rate, a roll or a pulse
chambers in motion to counter the cold
enter the den, the hollow within
protection from chemistry, signals begin

above and below
a silence is known

the eye, alone, when looking up at night
is capable of seeing the station ripping the sky,
your eye, alone, when looking up at night
is capable of seeing the station ripping the sky,
an eye, alone, when looking up at night
is capable of seeing the station ripping the sky,
a bear, alone, when looking up at night
is capable of seeing the station ripping the sky,

summoning a signal from the last ones standing,
something in the system isn’t right,
17,500 in an hour still stands,
but it feels like I’m still not alive