The Lingering Death Of A Maverick King Lyrics

They are more

Like pilgrims travelling in their groups

Spread their words

While we stay back and ponder

They have everywhere

Left to wander Found it where no one

No one thought to look

Kept it

Clutched in

Their skin

Those who survive

Keep thinking of the dead

Those left behind

Make peace with their end

A neck won't soil

On a body that moves no grease will spoil

Grumbling hooves

As long as their legs don't

Come to a rest

The dust can't halt, in crease or fault

See the rain

Come in off the hills

The navy

Clouds

Dropped down

A warning to those

To those that look

At the start of each spring

We burn all that is dead

Under the trees

Undergrowth

Forms our bed

It stays

Its rotting is our gain

Good to restore

Recycle again

As birds sing their praise

Chirps resemble a gaze

Green mounts

Reliable banks

Carved out

Over centuries

Over centuries

The lingering death

Of a maverick king

The lingering death

Of a maverick king