People Like Us

We're drifting goodbye on a rust-colored cloud
 Oh, fallopian friends, abandon us now
 Our cisterns are full of bones ground to dust
 The sky shows a bruise where our fingers have touched
 Come suck on this vine, it tangles and nets
 Come swallow the wine we squeeze from our breath
 The ocean is shifting, we're sailing the muck
 The methane is rising to Heaven above
 We're tracing our shape on the walls of your house
 We're surfing the sand that spills from your mouth
 We're coming for more 'cause nothing is left
 The words are all gone, there's more to be said
 Send us away
 On ships made of silk
 Send us to fly
 Black skies washed with milk
 People like us
 We need a dream to escape
 People like us
 We need to sleep to awake