A vine in the cracks of a life’s work 在生活工作中的裂缝藤

Shifting and flowing up 移动和向上流动

To find purpose under the sun 为了找到阳光下的目的

A moment of reprieve for the art born from the dirt that’ll tear it all down 片刻喘息的艺术从泥土出生那会撕了这一切

You can’t fault the natural order of things. 你不能指责事物的自然秩序。

Someday these bones will be dust beneath a sprawling city of human achievement, 总有一天，这些骨头会被灰尘无限蔓延的城市人的成就之下，

Flowing up for a place under the sun. 向上流动在阳光下的地方。

Do you see it now? 现在你看到了吗？

The gold on your back weighing you down? 你的背部黄金称量你失望？

Pride is a cancer born from the cracks and crawling skyward. 骄傲是从裂缝和爬行天空出生的癌症。

I have been you. The shell on the street corner with change hungry hands. 我一直是你。外壳在街角与饥饿的双手改变。

A sunset car ride with a bottle of meds, or is it the canopy and rooftops? 夕阳乘车一瓶吃药，还是篷及天台？

A burst of soft color and a haze on your limbs? 一阵柔和的颜色和你的四肢阴霾？

Do you see it now? 现在你看到了吗？

The vines will come for you. 藤蔓将上门为您服务。

They always do. They came for me too. Gravity may not be a law. 他们总是这样。他们来抓我了。重力可能不是一个法律。

But all things will find ground. 但是，所有的事情都会找理由。

And we all know it exists. 我们都知道它的存在。

Laid out under the orange red. 在橙红色的布局。

Sun showers in your head on the palms soaked rooftops you’ll never find. 太阳雨在你的脑袋上天台浸泡，你永远也找不到的手掌。

Begging for death from the cancer of pride. 乞求死亡骄傲的癌症。

On that empty street corner I’ll keep walking. 在那空旷的街道拐角处，我会坚持走下去。

I will leave you behind. 我会离开你身后。