The Spiining Turning Of The Summer Earth Lyrics

The spinning turning of the summer earth
has strtched and wound the air
into a tight blue band around 
it's swollen girth
 
Dizzy and relentless the suffocated streets
wind on and toil and soils 
gasp their quick and tiny breath
 
Parched dry tongues scrape over reptile lips
and every word we speak
steams and crackles in the heat
 
lizard still we perch upon the stones
merging carved and curled this rough
dry heat unfurls pervades the flash
marrow that once waxed now wanes the bones
 
High upon the sky 
the one unblinking eye pours down
its slippery butter , yellow drops
melting oily fire on our backs
 
fingers without touch
fell for relief
 
and every move we make
strains as if about to break
something has to give