Back when the earth was young, the snake in your lung
Told you what songs were sung, what lutes you would strum
Your team's got tupperware full of the fights you have won
Keeping the past in your pocket's not my kind of fun
Eyes on the bathroom floor, a stick in my hand
Of the department store, a fire and a brand
I saw a face in the tiles and a line in the sand
I saw my body and couldn't tell where it would land
Give the roles I've won
Give me the holes I've poked in the sun
Anthropocene hear me
Are we in a time capsule back to our knees
Like the waves scorn the beach, an onion in bloom
June makes a wish on each, the hairs in my loom
All of the futures that could've taken hold of you
Shrinkable dunes rolling over and into the blue
Give me my body back
It's non-negotiable, sing the belfry bats
Anthropocene, hear me
Are we in a time capsule back to our knees