Lyrics Every Tense - Laura Stevenson

Every Tense

It’s too bright out, the heat dries my eyes out and we, we turn over,
we turn over like a wheel
No one stays here besides devils and rockscalers, and they, they know better,
they are gonna disappear but we’ll be here, we will be here
Under the rough that grows itself outside towards the four corners of the Earth
not downward
There is no water under the gravel there are no wet throated travelers
And we turn over, we turn over like a wheel
Under the traps of scavengers, bat your eyes and you are wrapped in them
Kicking of limbs and wriggling endlessly won’t set you free you are a
tumbleweed, a jumble of feeble parts, can you even see in the dark?
You’re carrying all that you own, carrying all that you own and on and on and
we turn over, we turn over like a wheel
We turn over, we turn over like a wheel