Copper Swans Beyond the Fog

Books and sounds, the rats and hounds, thunder clouds hovering over a broken down point of view
Dreams and thrills, the trees on hills, another brutal smothering just in time to make the evening news
November frost, futures lost, a stumble's cost throttling its way past the seasonal blues
What do you see when you take a good hard look at you

Props in chairs, thoughts and prayers, cowardly covering up to hide the corporate bottom line
God and wakes, fox and snakes, devoted to holding tightly on to red paradigm
Copper swans beyond the fog swimming to stay alive under a flag that only elevates the few
Look at you
I know what I see when I take a good long look at you

I'm tired of the cycle
I'm tired of the carnage
I'm tired of your silence
I'm tired of your garbage
I'm tired of the gunfire
I'm tired of the lying
I'm so damn tired of what you won't require
I am sick to my core of seeing children dying



Credits
Writer(s): Kasey Keenan
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