Creation Myth Songtext
von Uncle Sinner

Say you grew here
your mother a restless gust
rising and falling in tangles of bare branches


Say your first word was "light"
and your father tried to make you a paper God
all blonde hair and
endless ignition

Say the words behind you beat back a ragged silence
winding paths into the shattered heart of the world

Say the horizon curves and bends people back
here
beside you
waiting for a sign to begin