Cave-O-Sapien

Cave-o-sapien - You were made for breaking of my back. As I carried you past quiet houses, Kicking through the roses in the yard, I spied The wildflower kisses on your neck – saw the garden Had been trampled past repair. Oh, Cave-o-sapien. You look like the sunrise! - Purple, lemon, baby-blue and gold - But I knew it sounded bad when you said NO REGRETS And then said nothing more. And while you're leaning deep into the smoke Of those sticks You keep rubbing together, I keep thinking about how bad it's gonna burn, And all the people I loved, back home, Who I loved, and love, That you turned on. People just offering shelter from the wind. So bow your head into the wind, My Cave-o-sapien. I had a vision of a gorilla, And he was a killer, A killer! Alone, In fields of stone, You're not the sunrise, You're just alone. But I've got you, until you're gone