LYRICS

Evaporate

the rattle from the sandhill spout,
an echo from the Miocene thunder clap,
it ripples and tears, eventually evaporates,
red blaze, a beacon in the density (a beacon in the density), 
a single pulse in the glow of ochre memories,
the mass in haste, expands evaporates
  
these memories buried under centuries,
bound by bands of clay,
these memories buried under centuries,
 
the thermal lift, a cushion under feather tips,
Platte river, a sliver of a landing strip,
the thread bends and breaks,
each filament, a trigger for a millisec,
wove tight, the flock is simply deafening,
a static screen, a static sky,

we gotta flight, we gotta flight plan
we gotta flight plan filling the position of the missing man,

these memories buried under centuries,
bound by bands of clay,
these memories buried under centuries,
with a catalyst, the senses can unravel
and break,