The Human Race Autopilot-Ing

The heart of the mountain burst into the endless sea And here lies the ash in the salt we are washed Black and white and the grey air between us Since time first sounded the gunshot to the human race Footsteps resounds through the smoke and gun powder Can our vague cause get any louder? We have settled the earth with good intensions We have sickled the earth without preservation And life is a heat wave escaping sharp reason I remember the ice age through this forest fire My mind swinging through the fallen branches My heart singing through the dark trenches An empty throne for the prince of peace in this time of war My kingdom scattered all over the kitchen floor I am sober minded…so let it flow History has paved the runway back to our future The burning light clear to our crash-landing Human nature autopilot-ing