歌詞

The Prince of Dirt

Where is the thing that really matters — I look at the dirt, searching

There must be something here, I think

With a magnet, I loosen the soil, and sand iron comes up. Not this, I think

With a shovel, I dig into the dirt, and a mole comes out. Not that either. I can't see it

I look at the dirt. There's stone, there's sand, endless amounts of it. Could it be stars, I wondered

The same way, I look up at the sky, but with our eyes, we can't see them

So, I look at the universe under my feet

The mole, too. The sand iron, too. All part of the stars

The thing that really matters — it's nowhere at all

Everything is scattered, and yet it's one

The inorganic. The organic. Equally, existing in the same place

Just by looking down, I realize everything is the universe. Everything is the universe

I look at the dirt. There's stone, there's sand, endless amounts of it. Could it be stars, I wondered

The same way, I look up at the sky, but with our eyes, we can't see them

So, I look at the universe under my feet

The mole, too. The sand iron, too. All part of the stars

The thing that really matters — it's nowhere at all

Everything is scattered, and yet it's one

Everything is the universe. Everything is the universe

I close my hand around the dirt, and bring it to my mouth

The universe tastes like dirt

Today too, I am part of the dirt. Until the day I return to it

So — the thing that really matters — there isn't one