Sulfur, baby
Nothing lasts lately
Gla** casing
This aching seems to be telling me something
That sulfur is coming in the form of a storm from above
Like a dead-locked, dry heat
Like pinching fingers in the dust on a moth's wing
Sulfur is going to save me
Going to be the cure for the pain
For the hunger and consumption
It's going to ease our minds with overabundance of sulfur
It's going to change me
They dug down til they found the layers where sh** got crazy
They could tell by the way we were laying there
In the sulfur, all hazy, all yellowed and tightly embracing
Wasted in basements
Amazing how they became graves
And buildings and big boats all melted in the sulfur long ago
And money and stained floors don't matter to us anymore
Since the sulfur emptied
I kept hoping I'd awoke and just dreamt it
Should have kept it silent so the panic didn't add to the dying
Faster and faster, just the way that the sulfur would have it
All of us scattered in the aftermath
We discovered at the end nothing mattered
Nothing
No wonder it was so easy to just melt in the sulfur
Baby, maybe we should have gave more thought to escaping