Up in Östersund!
Sat on the Train with a lump in my throat...
Thought I might be maybe catching a cold... still hoping I won't...
Rain hitting the windows as I open my notes... on my laptop...
And wrote a bit of prose as I scoped...
The conductor on the rails looking for something by the train...
Did we roll over a human? That'd be a shame...
I don't mean to sound ALL too cold - I really ain't!
But we humans are overrated - we're everywhere and a pain.
I'm in Östersund!
Turns out we didn't run over any blood specimen...
Another animal though? They're not in my dieting regimen...
That'd be more sad to me than any of US going,
But they said nothing of the sort - maybe don't want US knowing.
According to the conductor it might've just been a rock.
So I rocked on. Typed on my laptop till it got hot.
Or rather till the vein in the battery nearly drained -
And I shut it off! I'll recharge it at home again or rather...
In Östersund!
At my big bros apartment there -
It's been there for twenty years - still dope but worse for wear -
It's crazy how time goes - year after year after year -
And we KEEP fucking up ozone layers and atmosphere.
We ought make ourselves scarce... we ought get off our arses.
And move to other galaxies. Find us some other Marses.
Instead we drain our marshes - and chuck out lots of garbage -
Till this beautiful planet smells like a sweaty armpit.
Land? I'll farm it. Won't exploit or destroy it.
Water's full of plastic and PFOS - need to filter or boil it
The world's turning apocalyptic - we never needed no fallout
All we needed was to let these corporations go all out
Up here in the blissful nature - freedom meets the eye
And the great lakes still filter all these chemicals and dyes
They recommend you don't eat more than one fish a MONTH
If you fish in the great waters of the once great
Östersund!
On my Boya microphone cause that's what I've with me
Yesterday was good and I was feeling giddy - today though?
Don't want to admit it but I probably am catching a virus...
Throat is scratchy like I swallowed a scrap of papyrus...
That's life huh? Soon as you hit the high notes!
It brings you back down again - from pillars to pylons,
I've no plans on stopping though even if I won't
Uphold the POWER. We're going! Till the final hour.
In Östersund!
