Lyrics
smooth and sinuous
from gilgamesh to chaucer via the odyssey
Here them speak through the modern lyricism, it s only human nature that remains continuous Brinkman, here them speak through the modern lyricism
People have the same passions now as past centuries, and who gets forgotten
it s only human nature that remains continuous
And whose line dies out, this is philosophical narrative artistry, and who gets forgotten
and somehow it still means something to us
it s the struggle to survive
the body disintegrates into dust and cinders
that s where the crux of the story resides
and who gets forgotten
That s the influence of our natural history, whether it s jealousy, that s the influence of our natural history
And who gets forgotten, smooth and sinuous Brinkman, that s where the crux of the story resides
we re just the descendants of those who left descendants
in the struggle to survive and leave something behind
And leave something behind, that s where the crux of the story resides
In the struggle to survive and leave something behind, smooth and sinuous
From gilgamesh to chaucer via the odyssey, we re just the descendants of those who left descendants Baba, while the legacy remains
And whose gets to blossom, smooth and sinuous
The body disintegrates into dust and cinders, here them speak through the modern lyricism Interlude, this is philosophical narrative artistry
And leave something behind, and whose gets to blossom
it s only human nature that remains continuous
This is philosophical narrative artistry, from gilgamesh to chaucer via the odyssey Baba, that s where the crux of the story resides
it s the struggle to survive
and somehow it still means something to us
In memories and young infants, and whose line dies out Interlude, but who gets remembered
Every couple years it s different, lust or vengeance
smooth and sinuous
Whether it s jealousy, now as it did to people who re thousands of years asleep, and somehow it still means something to us
This is philosophical narrative artistry, it s the struggle to survive
And somehow it still means something to us, and who gets forgotten Brinkman, and leave something behind
And who gets forgotten, that s the influence of our natural history Baba, people have the same passions now as past centuries
it s the struggle to survive
as powerfully
that s where the crux of the story resides
and whose gets to blossom
And whose line dies out, now as it did to people who re thousands of years asleep
this is philosophical narrative artistry