Without Armor Lyrics - The Cable Car Theory

Walking without armor amongst men with swords for tongues 

I find that this conception of what our lives really mean to be malleable. 

So let the new debasers trample the works of Des Cartes 

and Thoreau in a desperate attempt to justify their own uselessness. 

Et tu, Brute? 

Who once stood by my side and smiled? 

Maybe as I spit my last breath there will be clarity 

and the "Straight Path" will be revealed. 

Et tu, Brute?