Rust Lyrics - Trashed - Lagwagon

They make your bed, don't they 

Long ago they fought and died for faith - what's changed ? 

It's said that we've acquired tolerance to build more bridges 

Cross those rivers, yet modern man enslaves his conscious 

and the undertow of blame still flows between 

Give it birth to the machine - hostilities of ancestry 

Slow to understand the variance - quick to judge on one aspect - rust 

We call them fools today - they will call us fools in days to come - 

always 

In any age it's ignorance 

He that he's not with me is against me 

The river of pride swells to high, washing those bridges out to sea 

Give it birth to the machine 

Too proud to love - Too proud 

Soaking in your fears - rusting away 

Never comprehending - always condescending 

Slow to understand the variance - quick to judge - quick to condem 

Carried them for years - stones that they once cast 

Place the blame on them as if it were their past 

Yesterdays distrust 

Resent, Regret, disgust 

Still we pay for their living - pay for their mistakes 

Who will cast the latest stones of hate 

Pay for their misgivings - pay for their living - still we find that 

on the surface there 

is rust