Engines from Timeshare by Grandkids

everything is a pyramid down
and the river flows along
the ankles of our sun
gods are like gods
gods are like ours
ours hold our hands
ours know our names
names that will change
on the way

from the north I brought you
to the south where I fought you
can you see me on the west bay?
can you see my wave my east flag?

and our tour guide is a heron
he walks along
five cawing, clawing paces
he points through the glare
with his arms not his wings
with his mouth not his beak
with his mouth he will speak
speak to our gods
just little kids
on the steps
on the steps

and I didn’t even know that you existed
maybe I was born today that’s why I went and missed it
and you are not aware of the architecture built here
and all the roads spilled here

• Humblecore
• Nast-Folk
• Rock
• Chicago