What People Are Made Of

Then that'll be your death"
Rag weed tall
For a lack or a luck
It read
At the surface you can watch 'em float by
And the one thing you taught me 'bout human beings was this

"If you read this page
Under his back
You can guess its age
Better hope that his ladder don't crack

Way in back of the room
There sits a cage
At the battle at the bottom of the ocean
I guess that is the saying
Where the dead do rise
Inside it's a clock that you can win if
By then it was too late and you wound up on
'Cause the time it constantly change

An island of shells and bones that bodies had left
On the first page of the 'Book of Blue'
You need proof I got proof

Which you never can do
Or hell hit the ground low, hard and