Derek Pope — Landing

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This burning stove I put
My hand upon it would I
Still feel this out of touch?
Think I’ve been too gone lately, I
Just want it the same

Drownin’ in the wave, someone cut me loose
Woke up in a room, flooded to the roof
Aliens exist, I might be the proof
I might be aloof, my mind is like a nuke
Come and find it I go poof

Killed the flukes
With a flute
Big oak
With no roots
Lost the route
Outta juice

In my head back like no one better move
This a stick-up, we need hits, we need jewels
They want everything we got don’t be fools
Nothin’ new, you knew hunters gather food

And this dead world
Is my playground
What you fought then ain’t
What you face now

On the way down
We were still treadin’ with the weights out
Chainsaw, carve a couple days out
Quiet place got something to say now

Drownin’ in the wave, someone cut me loose
Woke up in a room, flooded to the roof
Aliens exist, I might be the proof
I might be aloof, my mind is like a nuke
Come and find it I go poof

Killed the flukes
With a flute
Big oak
With no roots
Lost the route
Outta juice