Badlands

Egg Hunt

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they call this the badlands baby
but it used to be bayou
the shore of an inland sea

but i can hear you coming

and there's a hole in the world

and the light is leaking out
spilling like water

and i can hear you coming

what foul beast stalks this way

the night is dim but i catch the
scent of your arrogance

as you rear your head i can see your eyes

gleaming catching light from the moon like a
pair of knives to cut me down

what new devilry is this

i saw you rise and creep across the sky and all
night as i fled you came behind eating all the
stars

dig to find

why the lights left

rocks and stones, skulls and bones

whispered stories, tales of glory and a tragic
fall from grace

and we're still falling just like the dinosaurs