Twin Ribbons
Nurture my wrath to keep warm
I'll take any port in the storm
The storm was a raging sea and it wanted to subsume me
I swear it wanted to consume me.
Then I saw the port of New York a place I believed I'd be free.
The flag it was ripped down the middle and
The colors were startin to bleed
Twin ribbons intertwine like double vision blurring the lines
Broke the money got choked now we're living
Together like pigs in a poke
Twin terror double the bill and repeat
The harder they come, the harder they land on their feet.
You think you have power, really we're all screaming soundlessly
Trapped like strange flowers behind these glass walls.
Where its too hot, it's just too hot
Too hot to push through it's too hot to see through,
The lies that divide us and guide us and hide us.
We think we are living but we are asleep between loving
And losing ourselves in the crowd deep down.
What you wanna make those eyes at me for,
What you wanna make those eyes at me for,
What you wanna make those eyes at me for
When they don't mean what they say
How much do they pay you to seduce me
And sell me back to myself
Over and over and over and over
And over and over and over again
Twin sister bound in a jar between religion and
Superstition ain't very far.
Twin brothers Able and Keen they can't explain how they know
What they know but they know what they know,
If you know what they mean
It's just too hot, is it too hot. Too hot to push through,
It's too hot to see through the lies that divide us
And guide us and hide us.
Think we are living but we are asleep between loving
And losing ourselves. In the crowd deep down
And so in time the movement of people across cities,
Countries, continents, railways, seaways, raging rivers
And unforgiving deserts began. With upturned hearts and
Downturned faces each step, each turn of times wheel
Taking us closer to life, to liberty
We have stars in our eyes so we couldn't see
The tiger never changed its stripes after all.
We were spangled like raindrops on a windscreen.
Scrambled like covert communications across the wires.
We were there we were there, drinking coffee with the veterans
In Washington square. Talking about the shit storm that's coming in
The undercurrent of thunder in the air
One man in a wheelchair his face weathered like old boot straps.
He drew a map of the place where we sat all the way down
To battery park, through broadway and liberty street.
And he said, I hate America. I hate this country.
It's just full of big ideas and stories and people dying.
People like you. The white cracker who wrote the national anthem
He knew what he was doing when he set the word
Free to a note so high nobody could reach it.
That was deliberate. No sound, no sound, sounds
Less like freedom to me
Twin towers nickel and dime. Is there no freedom from two-sided reason
Through all space and time.
We think we are clever but really we're just little wannabes
Making big effigies out of our everyday life
We think we have power, but really we're all screaming soundlessly
Trapped like strange flowers, screaming soundlessly
Trapped like strange flowers,
Screaming soundlessly trapped like strange
Flowers behind these glass walls
What you wanna make those eyes What you wanna make those eyes
What you wanna make those eyes at me for
What you wanna make those eyes at me for
I'll take any port in the storm
The storm was a raging sea and it wanted to subsume me
I swear it wanted to consume me.
Then I saw the port of New York a place I believed I'd be free.
The flag it was ripped down the middle and
The colors were startin to bleed
Twin ribbons intertwine like double vision blurring the lines
Broke the money got choked now we're living
Together like pigs in a poke
Twin terror double the bill and repeat
The harder they come, the harder they land on their feet.
You think you have power, really we're all screaming soundlessly
Trapped like strange flowers behind these glass walls.
Where its too hot, it's just too hot
Too hot to push through it's too hot to see through,
The lies that divide us and guide us and hide us.
We think we are living but we are asleep between loving
And losing ourselves in the crowd deep down.
What you wanna make those eyes at me for,
What you wanna make those eyes at me for,
What you wanna make those eyes at me for
When they don't mean what they say
How much do they pay you to seduce me
And sell me back to myself
Over and over and over and over
And over and over and over again
Twin sister bound in a jar between religion and
Superstition ain't very far.
Twin brothers Able and Keen they can't explain how they know
What they know but they know what they know,
If you know what they mean
It's just too hot, is it too hot. Too hot to push through,
It's too hot to see through the lies that divide us
And guide us and hide us.
Think we are living but we are asleep between loving
And losing ourselves. In the crowd deep down
And so in time the movement of people across cities,
Countries, continents, railways, seaways, raging rivers
And unforgiving deserts began. With upturned hearts and
Downturned faces each step, each turn of times wheel
Taking us closer to life, to liberty
We have stars in our eyes so we couldn't see
The tiger never changed its stripes after all.
We were spangled like raindrops on a windscreen.
Scrambled like covert communications across the wires.
We were there we were there, drinking coffee with the veterans
In Washington square. Talking about the shit storm that's coming in
The undercurrent of thunder in the air
One man in a wheelchair his face weathered like old boot straps.
He drew a map of the place where we sat all the way down
To battery park, through broadway and liberty street.
And he said, I hate America. I hate this country.
It's just full of big ideas and stories and people dying.
People like you. The white cracker who wrote the national anthem
He knew what he was doing when he set the word
Free to a note so high nobody could reach it.
That was deliberate. No sound, no sound, sounds
Less like freedom to me
Twin towers nickel and dime. Is there no freedom from two-sided reason
Through all space and time.
We think we are clever but really we're just little wannabes
Making big effigies out of our everyday life
We think we have power, but really we're all screaming soundlessly
Trapped like strange flowers, screaming soundlessly
Trapped like strange flowers,
Screaming soundlessly trapped like strange
Flowers behind these glass walls
What you wanna make those eyes What you wanna make those eyes
What you wanna make those eyes at me for
What you wanna make those eyes at me for
Credits
Writer(s): Pauline M. Hynd
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