Texas In July - Pseudo Self Lyrics
Rise, rise, high above the skylineGrant me a steady view of the horizonGusts of vitality, I’ve felt them in my timeUnquenchable fates become intertwinedMountains and oceans create the separationBut we know we are all connected.Am I a man? Am I a son?Am I a brother to no one?My day now at its end, what am I left with?Forced open so I can take it all in,Reaping what I sow once again,And now I see with unobstructed visionWhat am I left with?Rise, rise and drive this stake into the earth,In attempt to keep your place, there is no useUprooted from the ground, an ancient connectionDesecrated by a mortal manNow before I feel all aloneI must understand my skin and bonesThis disguise found only in the true moonlightIt will be destroyed before my eyesAm I a man? Am I a son?Am I a brother to no one?My day now at its end, what am I left with?My legs become rooted, my muscles grow as foundation for lifeAs the earth supported me, I will hold this weight, strip myself to the coreAnd rise.I will rise.
