We float around the atmosphere
and freedom feels so far from here.
Everybody'e looking for a cloud to hold on to.
Some of us will hide our tears
pretending we are happy here.
Some of us will fight until we die to find the truth.
The skylines of our cities and
the lifelines in our gritty hands
now earthen from the terror of the unsafe skies.
If you should land an empty space,
ensure that you don't lose your place.
Look busy, lock the door, lay down
and live a lie.
It's the sedition of a bitter beast,
Emotion chained for years and then released.
In the tradition of a million men.
We vote in motion to be chained again
but we can't break the chains.
We're still scouring the universe.
It's just a vain attempt to break the curse
in which the lives we live are slowly streaming in reverse.
We really are a tragedy.
We're aching for a remedy.
So take our broken hearts for better or for worse.
credits
from Soul Searching,
released September 11, 2011
Ricky Kendall-Guitar/Organ/Vox/Toy Piano
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