I am the melody
50 feet above the streets
A quaint sequence of notes
That grabs you at the throat

Somersaults into a bird
Flying high above the herd
Could've looked from down below
But they did not even know

To the dealer and the vendor
With wares of life and death
To the merchant and the peddler too
Selling stocks in catching breath
Do I ask too soon as I kneel before you
To answer here at best
How terrifyingly, reconciled the,
Order meets demand

When this wretched earth I leave
Cover church aisles in confetti
Let it be edged in stone
Lastly moved out of home

My mama, my mama
Got out the womb, didn't get too far
First I crawled, then I started to walk
Then I cried but now I mostly talk

To the dealer and the vendor
With wares of life and death
To the merchant and the peddler too
Selling stocks in catching breath
Do I ask too soon as I kneel before you
To answer here at best
How terrifyingly, reconciled the,
Order meets demand