Lotus Gait Lyrics - Failed States - Propagandhi

I have this recurring nightmare: 

Flailing pigeon, her broken feet 

Frozen solid to the freezing pavement. 

I turn away as if I do not see. 

I have this childhood memory 

Of my old man screaming from the driver's seat 

To turn away from an unfolding horror, 

But he could not undo what I had seen. 

We never spoke of it again. 

Two more hapless citizens of 

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The new post-traumatic stress worldwide disorder. 

A stockholm syndrome fifth estate, 

Desperate to batten down the mounting horrors 

And shuffle on in a global lotus gait. 

Content to marinate in the plasma glow of the 

Home entertainment prisons we 

Commune before like dime-store shrines. 

Are these but votive lives? 

It's a strangled, twisted truss 

That shores-up each of us. 

Anything to dull the pain 

Of a splintered lotus gait. 

As for me a filigree of psychic police tape 

Tends to cordon-off the darker scenes. 

But the wandering mind stumbles through it 

And relives them all eventually. 

Photos 

Pries open wide your eyes and shines a painful light 

On the guilt, the fear, the shame. 

The courage never came 

From the plasma glow of the 

Home entertainment prisons we 

Cling to like dime-store shrines. 

Are these but votive lives? 

Conservative at heart. 

A conformist from the start. 

A stockholm syndrome fifth estate. 

A staggering lotus gait. 

It's a strangled, twisted truss 

That shores-up each of us. 

Anything to dull the pain 

Of a self-inflicted, crippling lotus gait.