From the recording Dibs
Lyrics
Instruct, the Influx
That Mother will provide
Answers, all within her
Like feelings that you hide
Forward- Not a motion
But the willingness to survive
Distant, and so different
A cold rides the dying light
Anything, means everything
We sow the seed, it grows
Agony to ecstasy
They spread, they breed, go rogue
Organically, perfectly
The new leaves unfold
God it seems, needs assistance please
A system that we all know