Purplene Swords Down
Swords down
Let's finally take stock of this
And reason with the monolith
Our campfire signals good tides
Ocean winds trading off the southern bluff
And warning that we're still here
To oversee the ragged-run and tiresome gentry
Who returned today to pillage more
With weapons drawn and overcoats flooding onto shore
Swords down
Throw in your towels and head out to sea
Good men are we of charity
Let's bargain with ancient whales
Setting sail back centuries with peace decrees
And pledging our hearts and bones to better homes
It's better said than left alone
To fester like scurvied gums with sullied words
With weapons drawn the hour before the first mate stirs
She weeps for what she's done
Six years and a hundred and one fears
For now we weep and wail
Perhaps this boat should pick its path and sail
Oceans of tears lapping at the ankles of civility
Place your swords at the ankles of civility
Swords down
Reveal yourselves, the jig is up
This armoury has had enough
As blades spoil, our hearts may mend
And aging men can kneel upon the soil again
Embrace your friends
And aging men can kneel upon the soil again
