Holding my arms folded molded in bronze Rodin this golden era with a song
Long gone from it's formative norms sits the dawn in it's fawn
Calling a warning that we mourn for the born cause of alarm aint because of these arms here
Because of these arm chairs that comfort that I fear could come for my son
What's our competence done it compliments none our confidence won
They blaming they like its coming from some common denom confidant we the sum of the one
Summit to come aint a summer with sun aint a number of funds to escape this
Faceless tasteless the invisible and weightless wrath of ideas that are divisible by nature
Shape us don't ask where the cape was just ask where that cape canaveral can take us
cnd they gone
The future came in disproportions
On a shaky circuit heard the verdict they've been deserted
Braving the surface gazing from Hayden waving from Earth is our daily service
Worst is a coming Earth is succumbing numb to the purpose of our becoming great
Subservient state awaits its Permian fate mayday hurry escape
The bile projected the piles of wreckage is a message to every child at seven miles a second
Is how they left it decrepit exiled rejected x'd out reflected on the red Nile
The dead smiles of skeptics kept it's vow to protect it's plutonium
Newtonian perspective showing theres no new home for men accept it
The smog is brimming our star is dimming
Showing nothing but the far faint shard of living
cnd they gone
The dewey-eyed they got their mind on right
The nihilists how they wanna dry my sight
The dewey-eyed they got their mind on right
The nihilists how they wanna dry my sight
Say I have no right to fly my kites
Say I have no right to shine my light
So I bind those two to fly by night
cnd I kill my days to do so
We got our home pillaged by the killers on thrones
Who fought villagers - drones who sought privilege on the littlest stone
Prideful death left to sift through it's bones while we still in the smoke filled biosphere
Quilting this dome filthy rich turned to filthy alone only left to atone for the fire here
Die or find a pioneer hoping one is breathing cus breathing is the only thing admired here
cnd they gone
The dewey-eyed they got their mind on right
The nihilists how they wanna dry my sight
The dewey-eyed they got their mind on right
The nihilists how they wanna dry my sight
Say I have no right to fly my kites
Say I have no right to shine my light
So I bind those two and fly by night
cnd I kill my days to do so
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