Die Like Dinoz

I will die from rising tides
From never-ending winters
No palatable water, no real food left
Just artificial flavors
But oh, my love, what's left is centered in the center
And in the middle, I'll scream your name out loud
And it will sound like this come from my lips
Above the trees it reaches
And it'll be a sound that dissipates
But penetrates all of your senses
You'll hear something like this, something like this
Once in a while, yeah, once in a while
You will go, go very far
And you will do the work at hand
And when you're done, you will go home
Right where you've been all along
Well, over all those mountain ranges
Across all bodies of water
I keep drifting back into providing arms of daughters
No more waiting, no more telling
She says, I doubt man will see
But, I mean, I hope he does
Though I know he won't, because
That's just not how it's meant to be
But I'd like to stay with you for a while
Though I know our hours are dwindling
And if that fire goes unattended
I will gather kindling

We'll sing these songs, we'll sing the praises and glories
We'll sing these songs into the gray overcast mornings

I will live in story-shaping, lover-curving in each likeness
She words it nicely, cosmic copy
Bearing weight and bearing fruit
We're finding opposition in recycled opinions
Floating, stagnant, and very horizontal
And it's clear to me, it's quite a vertical thing
We all must find our own way home
But to live life like this takes much practice
Breaking habits born into, and
Oh, my love, we were created carnivores
And much like dinosaurs, we will die
But live forever, yes, forever
In the soil from which we came, and

We'll sing these songs, we'll sing the praises and glories
We'll sing these songs into the gray overcast mornings

Oh, there will come a great change
And when it comes
There won't be room for everyone to go see what's left to see
What's left to see?
Merely shapes and landmass shifting
What's left to see?
Merely shapes and landmass shifting

Our adventure's only begun
Our spirits are soaring
But mine, it's racing
Where will we go next?