Текст песни Grade - Twenty Moons

why are people more interested
in how a building reaches to the sky than it touches the ground?
she is always looking up
as I pull concrete from my teeth
and in exchange of complication
if I lose her where will I be her
20 moons elude me in my time of need
bells and hammers are rarely friends
but my promises stand tall
and are here with me the fly's will feed on corpses
as do the frogs on them and the mosaic
of broken bottles lodged in my neck, bleeds conveniently