How High. Soldiers pull boys through rain

ground to their toes ground to the dirt

(oh) my. They spilled down the steps

filed in rows like hair likes to pour

like skin loves to warm

but teeth don't pull like these chains don't

drag around

.... because it's safe at the bottom....

Wind down to the beds of the leaves

bedding of sand where fire don't burn (but

the tops of trees)

Out, out of the head streams a maze

of colors and shapes that dance from these walls

but trust don't pay like these guns don't fuck

around

.... we know it's safe at the bottom....

I know what I know, and all I ever need is you

Down, down in the sand lives alone

in shackles and bone meat blood from grown

gravel and stone

but teeth don't pull like these chains don't

drag around

.... because it's safe at the bottom....

Calm but never finds rest these bones

for what we don't know for all that we know

It's all that we've known

but trust don't pay like these guns don't fuck

around

.... we know it's safe at the bottom....

I know what I know, and all I ever need is you