blue sky black death – carl sagan lyrics
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i’m not in pictures that your parents took
i’m not described in your stack of holy books
i wasn’t born in your seven day
i’m not the monster your fathers made
can’t break my bones if you can’t pr-nounce my name
i’ll elude what your top thinkers might conceive
your “wanted” sketch doesn’t resemble me
i don’t want blood or your charity
you won’t believe that your maker thought me up
your common cold is my trojan horse defeat
and my fine cuisine is your world catastrophe
i might be dormant on your ocean floor
or in the margins of error you ignore
you can’t survive in the cl-ss of air i breathe
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