The Death of Distraction

Picking up the leaves
Of severed trees
In the summer
While making the sounds
And noises of dying angels
So please seek more than
Ever and turn off your television
Cause we are the ones we are waiting
On forever
We've got the policies needed to fix this heaven
Blessed are the few
Who share this view
Of commerce
They say innocents bliss
While how is so much funner
So please speak more than ever
Time won't make this better
We are the ones
We're waiting on
Forever we've got
The policies needed to fix this heaven
You can show them to the door
But you can't push them threw

We are the ones we are waiting on forever
We've got the policies needed to fix this heaven



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Michael Muir Barrios
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