Rapids Lyrics - Icicle Works

Vagrant suspicious and quite out of breath 

Stumbles into a town where the people wear frowns 

Picks up a paper, the pages are blank 

They say, "No news today, no more writers around" 

What price hope over adversity 

Cause to applaud this perversity 

I'm still deaf from the hydroplanes 

Blessed with a cynical gaze 

No words in our own defense 

Independence our recompense 

Fate casting a finer line 

To pity or to pay 

These rapids we're rolling on 

Seem calm when they're good and gone 

Love, as good as the house it warms 

A million miles between us 

Still we're heading the same way 

I sing this song with my tongue in my cheek 

For the jilted, the jaundiced, the angry young men 

Who somehow believe that the status quo changes 

With juvenile slogans in down market rags 

What price hope over adversity 

Cause to applaud this perversity 

I'm still deaf from the hydroplanes 

Blessed with a cynical gaze