Buried in Teeth

Buried in teeth
Buried in teeth
Buried in teeth
Can't tell if I've got black roots or braids
Growing out of my head
Grandfather's eating our grains

Buried in teeth
Buried in teeth
Buried in teeth
Can't tell if I've got rivers or veins
Running under my skin
Flowing out over the plains
There's trapped antennas
All tangled up with these brains
And the spin of cocoons whispers your names

While the crash of molars, it sifts us downward
Down past the roll of ancient thunder
Down past the delicate bones of bird wings
Those that never took the flight of morning
Down past the fossiled ferns and antlers
A pack of ghost wolves are going to bring you under
And down past the stomachs filled with berries
Swallowed down into the gut of centuries

Where we'll petrify
Strong-willed, feeble, amber-eyed
There we'll petrify
Strong-lunged, weary, amber-eyed
Strong-winged, teary, amber-eyed
Amber-eyed

Buried in arms
Buried in arms
Buried in arms
Can't tell if it's your elbows or twine
All wrapped around my waist
A tangled mess divine

Buried in arms
Buried in arms
Buried in arms
Can't tell whose triggers are whose
So we'll pull every one
Firing diamonds at boots

The crash of molars, it sifts us downward
Down past the roll of ancient thunder
Down past the delicate bones of bird wings
Those that never took the flight of morning
Down past the fossiled ferns and antlers
A pack of ghost wolves are going to bring you under
And down past the stomachs filled with berries
Swallowed down into the gut of centuries

Where we'll petrify
Strong-willed, feeble, amber-eyed
There we'll petrify
Strong-lunged, weary, amber-eyed
Strong-winged, teary, amber-eyed
Amber-eyed

Buried in arms
Buried in teeth
Buried in teeth
Buried in arms
Buried in teeth
Can't tell if those are black holes I spy
Staring down at us
Sucking starlight through our eyes

Buried in arms
Buried in teeth
Buried in teeth
Buried in arms
Buried in arms
Buried in teeth
Buried in teeth
Buried in arms
Buried in teeth
Can't tell if we're being eaten alive