My two weeks on the eastern hillside

Washed the grime away

The other fifty layered on

And I will sleep under constellations

Double stars of information

Coyotes singing-howls away

Cause it's a lost connection

So this time I'll never leave



Gonna stay on ellis mountain

Count the pine trees

Nail and hammer-i have home

Overtime, unforgiven

Pipe fitting its not living

Let the city have it all



With my hand

I've built epic structures

With my hands-my hands

Promise lands sduffocate in steel and mortar

With my hands-my hands

Cause it's a lost connection

So this time I'll never leave