Ebony and Ivy
Ochre, ivy, brick, and leather-bound books
Built up by heavy locked crooks
With unburdened minds of bastardized Darwinian logic
Projected as hard evidence on backs and faces of our ancestral culprits
Wasted, toiling as the majority on plantated crimes
We wanna knock and climb brass rings of wisdom
And build our own hot breath kingdoms
And make fuming passions rain down ash
Then hand out dirty white rules to wipe up and memorize
Then howl our own law hand-me-downs upon the class of masses
And grin as each graduate passes
On our synthesized words that sterilize natural awe
Sage grows on the mountain
You can dig it with a silver spoon
Float it off to market
Hawk and talk it from hot air balloons
Get your good old-fashioned learning
Hear the bell in summer's ending underneath the apple tree
Time to choose a branch and build your nest of animosity
Now we're really, really learning
It's been hard to grow outside
Growing good and act happy
And pretend that the ivy vines
Didn't weigh our branch down
It's been hard to grow outside
But we're finally happy
With the sage on the mountain now
Is it plant or animal?
Sage grows on the mountain
Round the fountain of unfiltered truth
Someone's locked the well
You might contaminate their point of view
And the taste of high-class feelings
Peeking through the keyhole
Thirsty people watch the master read
One degree of kneeling separates the haves from loving need
And the art of low-class feeling
It's been hard to grow outside
Growing good and act happy
And pretend that the ivy vines
Didn't weigh our branch down
It's been hard to grow outside
But we're finally happy
With the sage on the mountain now
Is it plant or animal?
Finally, ochre, ivy, brick and leather-bound books
To find and fill our minds with double standard vision
By degrees we banished slaving over someone else's question tests or problems
And abolished all un-savary un-good grammar and forbid shovels
Picking our hammers and the act of starching linen
To become the educated ones wrapped in them
It's been hard to grow outside
Growing good and act happy
And pretend that the ivy vines
Didn't weigh our branch down
It's been hard to grow outside
But we're finally happy
With the sage on the mountain now
Is it plant or animal?
It's been hard to grow outside
Growing good and act happy
And pretend that the ivy vines
Didn't weigh our branch down
It's been hard to grow outside
But we're finally happy
With the sage on the mountain now
Is it plant or animal