I'm calling out. Only echoes respond. But I scream 'til my voice is gone. Crouching in corners and hiding your face. I'm sick and tired of playing your games.
In fields where nothing grew but weeds. I found a flower at my feet. Bending there in my direction. I wrapped a hand around its stem. I pulled until the roots gave in.
The music blaired with a calming frequency. The speakers gently seeped the sound. Of ambient keyboards and light percussion. Creating a seductive soundtrack to our midnight drive.
Somewhere between happy. and total fucking wreck. Feet sometimes on solid ground. sometimes at the edge. To spend your waking moments. simply counting time.
If we're the flagship of peace and prosperity. We're taking on water and about to fuckin' sink. No one seems to notice, no one even blinks. The crew left the passengers to die under the sea.
Tell me what I'm supposed to do. With all these left over feelings of you. 'Cause I don't know. . And tell me how I'm supposed to feel. When all these nightmares become real.
So please don't ask me how. I ended up at my wits end. And breaking down. Pages torn from books we never read. 'Cause we're plugged into this grid. Don't pull this plug right now.
Hold on, slow down, again from the top now. And tell me everything. I know I've been gone for, what seems like forever. But I'm here now waiting. . To convince you that I'm not a ghost or a stranger.
To all you people standing proud. Thinking you know what I'm about. I think you can fuck yourself. . From your safe distance in this crowd. That's when your voice becomes so loud.
One last thing I beg you please, just before you go. I've watched you fly on paper wings half way round the world. Until they burned up in the atmosphere and sent you spiraling down.
Suffering from something we're not sure of. In a world there is no cure for. These lives we live test negative for happiness. . Flat line, no pulse but eyes open.
Do you spend your days counting the hours you're awake?. And when night covers the sky you find yourself doing the same. It's a burden you've been bearing in spite of all your prayers.
Break through the undertow, your hands I can't seem to find. Pollution burns my tongue, cough words I can't speak so I. . Stop my struggling, then I float to the surface.
Deep inside these burning buildings. Voices die to be heard. Years we spent teaching a lesson. We ourselves had never learned. . And if strength is born from heartbreak.
We're losing daylight but I can't work any faster. Under the veil of dusk we go on. Don't close your eyes. What if it all disappears in the shadows. That reach from the stars?.
Spoken. This is Noise.... . Down beyond these city streets through gutters filled with black debris. In alleys void of any light where nameless things live out of sight.
Breathe deep and easy, Swallow this pride. Stare at my shaking hands through bone dry, bloodshot eyes. Clock strip the hours, I count the miles. Will you be there waiting, awake until sunrise?.
When faith alone is not enough. To keep our hands barely above. We look for reason and come up empty-handed. And when our children fight our wars. While we sit back just keeping score.
This place rings with echoes of. lives once lived, but now are lost.. Time spent wondering about tomorrow.. I don't care if we lose it all tonight,. up in flames, burning bright..
Chairs thrown and tables toppled. Hands armed with broken bottles. Standing no chance to win but. We're not running, We're not running. . There's a point I think we're missing.