Temporary Ground

On a floating lily island

Moving over slowly sideways

Rest the temporary creatures

Spending all of their days

Waiting for the floor to

Buckle down below their belts

Crashing into yet another

Drifting continental shelf

R: Moving without motion

Screaming without sound

Across an open ocean

Flying there on temporary ground

The old explorers had it easy

They discovered nothing new

But returned on home with answers

Of sad existence clues

All the creatures have it hard now

Nothing but God is left to know

And while he left us all here hanging

We're barely losing off our home

R: (4x)