My two weeks on the eastern hillside



Washed the grime away



The other fifty layered on



And I will sleep under constellations



Double stars of information



Coyotes singing-howls away



Cause it's a lost connection



So this time I'll never leave







Gonna stay on ellis mountain



Count the pine trees



Nail and hammer-i have home



Overtime, unforgiven



Pipe fitting its not living



Let the city have it all







With my hand



I've built epic structures



With my hands-my hands



Promise lands sduffocate in steel and mortar



With my hands-my hands



Cause it's a lost connection



So this time I'll never leave