Mimicking Birds
10 Percent
We are a solid army
A fleet of six billion strong
There are a few hands among us
Who don't want to go along
With the always hungry
Earth-eating bacteria
All our molars grinding
The wide-eyed things fearing us
And all I can even think about
Is a way to get back to then
To find out how we became this
Maybe prevent that from happening
And I know that this is impossible
But I’m only using ten percent
At least according to them
Well then, according to me, ten’s pretty intense
We are a solid army
Of overwhelming proportions
Nothing can beat us
We might even be able to destroy the sun
So join us, children
Help build our damned kingdom
Don’t drag the flag or drop the torch
And burn all we’ve won
And all I can even think about
Is a way to get through to them
To make them think like me
Maybe prevent all this from happening
And I know that this is impossible
When I’m only music in my room
But I think I see the sun coming up
I’ll be outside pretty soon