Toy Rockets Lyrics - Dead Soul Tribe

Climbing 

Climbing 

A mountain so cragged and tall 

Sure is a long way back down 

Flying 

Flying 

On toy rockets pointed at mars 

Sure is a long way back down 

We could find a second sun 

Or be burned on the way 

And loose another few 

Tomorrow's on its way 

Driving 

Driving 

On a road headed nowhere at all 

And it just keeps on going 

Waiting 

Waiting 

For the cold wind of winter to calm 

And it just keeps on blowing 

We could drive another mile 

We could wait one more day 

And loose another few 

Tomorrow's on it's way 

Do you find it kind of stifling 

Could be everything's not only what they're showing 

Do you find it kind of trifling 

Looks like everything is what they think they're owning (lies) 

Do you find it kind of criminal 

Do you think that it's the only thing they're planning for you 

Once we were giving 

Now we are taking 

We left a more beautiful world than we're making 

Once we were building 

Now we are breaking 

Time to clean up all the mess we've been making 

Lay down your hand grenades 

Throw down your rifles 

Now is the time to make peace with your rivals and Love 

Love 

Love 

Love 

Love 

We could fight another fight 

But it's all in vain 

And loose another few 

Tomorrow can explain 

We could drive another mile 

We could wait one more day 

And loose another few 

Tomorrow's on it's way