it's a beautiful dilemma
see if it rings true
i can't carry all your burdens
but i can carry you

and if i never fall asleep within the absence of blue light
i pray the Lord my soul to keep inside a shoe box every night

and i always prayed you'd find me crawling down that hill of mud
the earth is made of wood, it's made of dirt it's made of blood
the rolling stone i live on grows a different kind of moss
the earth is made of wood, it's made of bones, it's made of frost

these things are cyclical in nature
like the passage of the moon
please don't curse me out of season
for bearing bitter fruit

and if my sinuses explode before capacity is full
i pray crustaceans make a comfortable home in the fossil of my skull

and i always prayed you'd find me crawling down that hill of mud
the earth is made of wood, it's made of dirt, it's made of blood
the rolling stone i live on grows a different kind of moss
the earth is made of wood, it's made of bones it's made of frost

yeah the rolling stone i live on grows a different kind of moss
the earth is made of wood, it's made of bones it's made of frost
and i always pray you find me crawling down that hill of mud
the earth is made of wood! it's made of dirt! it's made of blood!

(it was the Pillars of Solomon
one made of cork, the other of feather
it was the Pillars of Solomon
what passes through one, bounces off of the other

sit between the Pillars of Solomon
one stands for strength, the other creation
sit between them and much can be gained
but from the outside they appear as one)