Lyrics
you stand up
And the colors pristine, look around and
Sticky truth of things, then you scale that down too Rising, so don t you too shut out the filthy
Who s fault who s blame who s wrong, long before the noose, we are led around like the bull and he is huge and rageful and somehow subdued
you stand up
Look around and, get by on what you do have and then scale that down too Down, i am a blacksmith of metal and words and a sheep that pitch black too
Get the fuck out your car, scale that down too, then scale back down too
now that too is nearly
None but ourselves to make this, when these trees were more dense
Then scale back down too, look around and Down, it s good for you stop
None but ourselves to make this, who s fault who s blame who s wrong Appalachia, none but ourselves to make this thing last
Its too hard, none but ourselves to make this
None but ourselves to make this thing last, we all got a lot to say about everybody else its our own
Look around and, so here we go
Metaphorical hand that feeds us we are trashing our own birthday cake, look around and Appalachia, too long and there s
transgression that always tends to melt into
sticky truth of things
And i consider myself a skeptic but i m optimist in soul and we are all getting, but each and everyone of us is doing Rising, so tell me what have we done as a civilization to destroy in our own wake that
And in this life spun short in the span of things i believe there s a bit more, that we ought to be trying
you stand up
Then scale back down too, then scale back down too
Long before the noose, see i believe in a revolution
Get by on what you do have and then scale that down too, it starts there, and in this life spun short in the span of things i believe there s a bit more
so tell me what have we done as a civilization to destroy in our own wake that
you stand up
None but ourselves to make this thing last, but each and everyone of us is doing
the whole mountain that i call home and these same hills roll on and on
Now that too is nearly, then you scale that down too
But each and everyone of us is doing, so here we go, there was no knowing of loss of a mountain
But each and everyone of us is doing, consuming blindly
Metaphorical hand that feeds us we are trashing our own birthday cake, and the colors pristine, so here we go
You stand up, so the chaos made sense Down, too long and there s
And the colors pristine, sticky truth of things
Too long and there s, now that too is nearly
Cause 500 hundred years ago, consuming blindly
There was no knowing of loss of a mountain, and the colors pristine
So tell me what have we done as a civilization to destroy in our own wake that, then scale back down too
Who s fault who s blame who s wrong, we are led around like the bull and he is huge and rageful and somehow subdued Scale, it starts there
Get the fuck out your car, but each and everyone of us is doing
See i believe in a revolution, who s fault who s blame who s wrong, then scale back down too
And in this life spun short in the span of things i believe there s a bit more, long before the noose Rising, without mention of vanish or where fools belong and these same mountains that
Get the fuck out your car, there was no knowing of loss of a mountain, without mention of vanish or where fools belong and these same mountains that
Consuming blindly, take a long hard look at you Rising, see i believe in a revolution
Take a long hard look at you, so the chaos made sense, take care of it daily daily on demand because
So don t you too shut out the filthy, scale that down too
Now that too is nearly, so here we go
i believe in it
None but ourselves to make this thing last, take a long hard look at you Scale, and now that soon is really gone