Prime lyrics
by Zach Hill
I made a start
Looked back just once
Rebels of the frontier
I can make it make sense
Defenders of the real
All I can see are dolphins
I feel close to them
And no one else
Road to nowhere
Point of no return
Stream of consciousness
He was just one
Like a prime number
He was devoid of plus
He looked up waited, so frustrated
I am vanishing into the trees
Defenders get onto your knees
Defenders get onto your knees