"Wooden" lyrics

Quiet onset of a yawn
Old growth onslaught
Shallow foresight
Dawn dawns on these lawns

In a town on a mountain
Where the ghosts inhabit poisoned wooden caves
And the things they do and the things they say
Live in smaller caves
And the details of those things
Dwell in even smaller caves

A truth or two got lost
Nary a tooth got flossed

On the hearth near the mallard drake
In the entertainment center by the sliding door
On a spotlit plinth in an empty corridor
From one ear to the other
In a terracotta pot upon a bookcase
In a handcrafted cabinet of spoons

When you lose your mind
Leave those useless curios behind

Always be you
You will always be you
And I think that that's a good person to be
As long as you're doing
No harm unto others
Then you're always doing the right thing by me
You're always doing the right thing by me

But how can I do that
When I have no habitat?

When they shoot you down
To prove that they exist
Hold your ground and passively resist
Hold your ground and passively resist

Why me?
Why me?
Always bleeding in the brambles
Isn't there somebody else I could be?

Always be you
You will always be you
And I think that that's a good person to be
As long as you're doing
No harm unto others
Then you're always doing the right thing by me
You're always doing the right thing by me

Sow the seeds of peace
I agree
But also see the forest for the trees

You can spend your whole life
Planting annuals dutifully year after year
But by no small marigold patch will
An Ivory-billed Woodpecker appear

You can spend your whole life
Planting annuals dutifully year after year
But by no small marigold patch will
An Ivory-billed Woodpecker appear