Shepherd by Evan Schafer Lyrics

Snow is falling on cedars
It’s the illusion of the year
From across the field
I see magic appearing in spades
Like diamonds sharpened
In a mastodon crêpe

A fine masterpiece
Turn the amplifier down and make it so that
It’s hard to hear
A fine mess you’ve made
Pencils pushing, dusters busting, young ones calling
Kill it before you have the chance to jump
Down the mountain, down the inclination