Without a Parachute (feat. Rainbow Girls)
The open lands are less than plenty
The wilderness barely remains
The fires keep raging steady
As the salmon swim upstream in vain
The lightning storms stay neutral
While the honey sticks it to the bees
And everyday's a little more crucial
As the world keeps racking up the degrees
And everybody says we're headed to the brink of the end
While everybody flies around these crowded skies
And goes wherever they care to descend
And everybody sees as we swing on these rusty trapeze
We're falling without a parachute over the seas
Now the prison guards the sentry
While the borders come undone
The children listen intently
While the adults have all the fun
The battleships keep sinking
As the rulers wage their war
I know that we gotta keep singing
But who are we singing for?
And everybody says we're headed to the brink of the end
While everybody cries about congested lies
And flags a future they can't comprehend
And everybody sees as we swing on these rusty trapeze
We're falling without a parachute over the seas
The flashing lights
Ignored the paper wings while
The knowing child cut
The tattered slings
Those fragile wounds
Locked in a broken vault
Allowed the unconvinced
To scarcely give a thought
Saying this is not our fault
And everybody says we're headed to the brink of the end
While everybody flies around these crowded skies
And goes wherever they care to descend
And everybody sees as we swing on these rusty trapeze
We're falling without a parachute over the seas
The wilderness barely remains
The fires keep raging steady
As the salmon swim upstream in vain
The lightning storms stay neutral
While the honey sticks it to the bees
And everyday's a little more crucial
As the world keeps racking up the degrees
And everybody says we're headed to the brink of the end
While everybody flies around these crowded skies
And goes wherever they care to descend
And everybody sees as we swing on these rusty trapeze
We're falling without a parachute over the seas
Now the prison guards the sentry
While the borders come undone
The children listen intently
While the adults have all the fun
The battleships keep sinking
As the rulers wage their war
I know that we gotta keep singing
But who are we singing for?
And everybody says we're headed to the brink of the end
While everybody cries about congested lies
And flags a future they can't comprehend
And everybody sees as we swing on these rusty trapeze
We're falling without a parachute over the seas
The flashing lights
Ignored the paper wings while
The knowing child cut
The tattered slings
Those fragile wounds
Locked in a broken vault
Allowed the unconvinced
To scarcely give a thought
Saying this is not our fault
And everybody says we're headed to the brink of the end
While everybody flies around these crowded skies
And goes wherever they care to descend
And everybody sees as we swing on these rusty trapeze
We're falling without a parachute over the seas
Credits
Writer(s): Ezra Lipp
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