Omori

I’ve felt the earth shaking, but never like this
These pulses they’re not tidal anymore
When the landslides powdered
Fear arose from depths I never knew
This could be the end to everything we’ve built
Like plates
We are drudges to motion
And it drags us apart at a fast pace
Slitting thriving landscapes
And in vain we craved for our our reinvention
And missed out on our last years pledges
Tectonic shifting
We feel every swing, we feel every swing
Before we’ll even notice we’ll be lost
And there will be no more boundaries and no more sideways
And every breach will tell tales of numbered days
With the slow force of a tremor that parts us
Tectonic shifting
We feel every swing, we feel every swing
Before we’ll even notice we’ll be lost