For You (Barber Westchester Version)

[Verse 1]
It wasn't a plan
It wasn't a dream
It was in the palm of your hand on the branch of a tree
It was an occasion
Buzzing like a fly in a new location
Just a temporary landing
Standing on the back of a slow moving beast
With oceans for hair and mountains for teeth
Tooth ache, bone break
Pain is the game
Pain is just pain
Pain is a name

[Pre-Chorus 1]
For whom do you scrape at the face of the mother of us all?
To whom does all of this go to afterwards?
For whom does the sky burn?
For whom does the blood run?
For whom does the choir of mourners sing? (Ah, ah, ah, ah)

[Chorus]
For you! (Oh my god, oh my god)
(Oh my god, oh my god)
(Oh my god, oh my god)
For you! (Oh my god, oh my god)
(Oh my god, oh my god)
(Oh my god, oh my god)
(Oh my god, oh my god...)

[Verse 2]
It wasn't a movie
It wasn't a parade
It might've been a pantheon of gods without names, but
What are the odds?
Odd little phrase
Odd little world
Arbitrary days
It wasn't a menagerie, it's not for display
For that, you would need a viеwer
And that is impossible

[Pre-Chorus 2]
But, "to whom it may concern"
This is such a disconcеrted sentiment
It's just apostrophic bullshit
Constructed with a half-baked alphabet
For whom does the desert dry?
For whom does the ocean drown?
To whom does the freak accident occur?

[Chorus]
To you! (Oh my god, oh my god)
(Oh my god, oh my god)
(Oh my god, oh my god)
To you! (Oh my god, oh my god)
(Oh my god, oh my god)
(Oh my god, oh my god)