Sinking fast, the weight chained to my feet
No time to argue with belief
I'm not alone, a thousand others dropping
Faster than me
What put me here?
Nothing to hold on to
Nowhere to brake
Where is the ripcord, the trapdoor, the key?
Where is the cartoon escape-hatch for me?
I've been lost
Inside my head
Echoes fall on me
The priceless night
For complicated mess
I didn't mean
And don't believe
Horse To Water
I could have kept my head down
I might have kept my mouth shut
I should have held my own,
You lead a horse to water and you watch him drown.
You're only as big as your battles.
Rattle my cage with your shadow.
I'm a phantom-weight with a mouth full of feathers,
Don't you know that what comes around goes around?
If the storm doesn't kill me the government will
I've got to get that out of my head
It's a new day today and the coffee is strong
I've finally got some rest
So a man's put to task and challenges
I was taught to hold my head high
Collect what is mine,
Make the best of what today has
Living Well Is The Best Revenge
It's only when your poison spins
Into the life you'd hope to live
And suddenly you wake up in a shaking panic
You set me up like a lamb to slaughter
Garbo as a farmer's daughter
Unbelievable, the gospel according to... who?
I lay right down.
All your sad and lost apostles
Turning on the TV and what do I see?
A pageantry of empty gestures all lined up for me - wow!
I'd have thought by now we would be ready to proceed
But a tearful hymn to tug the heart
And a man-sized wreath - ow!
Throw it on the fire
Throw it in the air
Kick it out on the dance-floor like you just don't care, oh
Give me the sound
Mr. Richards, your position
Is a messenger pigeon
Left behind you when the camp moved on.
We thought that you would listen
But the words had never crystallized
Into a truth that you might own, hey hey.
Mr. Richards, your decision.
Pay attention, pay attention.
Sing For The Submarine
It feels in dreams
That everything is there for you
The city breathes and pulses
It's for you electron blue
I knew that you could see right through it
So this is where I give in to the machine
Lift up your voice feel gravity's pull
Drown out the siren's ring (or silent dream)
Comes from somewhere,
That they would just as soon forget,
At the summer camp where you volunteered,
No one saw your face, no one saw your fear.
If that apparition just appeared,
Took you up and away from this place and shared
Until The Day Is Done
The battle's been lost, the war is not won
An addled republic, a bitter refund
The business first flat earthers licking their wounds
The verdict is dire, the country's in ruins
Providence blinked, facing the sun
Where are we left to carry on
Until the day is done
Until the day is done