The Quiver to the Bomb

Four billion years ago
 A girl was just starting to grow
 Gathering pieces of this and that
 Quilting herself up for a show
 She could have never, ever known
 We'd over-reap what she'd sown
 Now she's taking it back
 She's kicking us off her land
 It'll never be you or that girl
 Accretion speaks louder than words
 She's the only constant you've ever known
 Long before Barstow
 And way, way, way, way before the Detrital Wash
 The girl got bored, she needed some company
 Because an empty playhouse is no place you wanna be
 At first it was a ball, she made room for one and all
 She was finally entertained
 But all at her expense, and it opened the door to pain
 The quiver to the bomb
 Didn't take long
 The quiver to the bomb
 Didn't take long
 The quiver to the bomb
 Didn't take long
 The quiver to the bomb
 Didn't take long
 The quiver to the bomb
 Didn't take long
 The quiver to the bomb
 Didn't take long