The Ocean's on the Rise
Can someone tell me where I'm going
I'm disinclined to trust my eyes
Yeah I keep waking up in places I can't seem to recognize
And I'm always coming or I'm going
I can't seem to just sit still
Maybe if I just keep moving
I'll find some comfort in the thrill
I'm trying to love love love my time here
Cause' yeah I guess that's all I've got
But I can't help but hate the way things truly have become
So I'll find some beauty in the making
In that near yet distant past
And look for hopeful signs of progress
Just pray the chaos brings it back
Are we ever gonna' find our way
We run in circles every day just searching for some truth
We're chasing dragons covered up in snow
And taking pills to ease the flow of our thoughts and our minds and we just can't get out of this
All those Bushes, Dicks, and Cheyneys... they pulled the wool over our eyes
They gave us fear and war on terror
But now the ocean's on the rise
It's gonna' wash over this great land
Send us back from where we came
Trump our so called hope and progress
Drown our fortune and our fame
We better change our evil ways
We better run for higher ground
Start doing shit that matters
Start trying to figure some things out
I know the truth it isn't pretty
But man, we don't have that much time
You better find some kind of meaning
Before it's covered up in lies
Are we ever gonna' find our way
We run in circles every day just searching for some truth
We're chasing dragons covered up in snow
And taking pills to ease the flow of our thoughts and our minds and we still can't get out of this shit
I'm trying to love love love my time here
Cause' yeah I guess that's all I've got
But I can't help but hate the way things truly have become
So I'll find some beauty in the making
In that near yet distant past
And look for hopeful signs of progress
I'm disinclined to trust my eyes
Yeah I keep waking up in places I can't seem to recognize
And I'm always coming or I'm going
I can't seem to just sit still
Maybe if I just keep moving
I'll find some comfort in the thrill
I'm trying to love love love my time here
Cause' yeah I guess that's all I've got
But I can't help but hate the way things truly have become
So I'll find some beauty in the making
In that near yet distant past
And look for hopeful signs of progress
Just pray the chaos brings it back
Are we ever gonna' find our way
We run in circles every day just searching for some truth
We're chasing dragons covered up in snow
And taking pills to ease the flow of our thoughts and our minds and we just can't get out of this
All those Bushes, Dicks, and Cheyneys... they pulled the wool over our eyes
They gave us fear and war on terror
But now the ocean's on the rise
It's gonna' wash over this great land
Send us back from where we came
Trump our so called hope and progress
Drown our fortune and our fame
We better change our evil ways
We better run for higher ground
Start doing shit that matters
Start trying to figure some things out
I know the truth it isn't pretty
But man, we don't have that much time
You better find some kind of meaning
Before it's covered up in lies
Are we ever gonna' find our way
We run in circles every day just searching for some truth
We're chasing dragons covered up in snow
And taking pills to ease the flow of our thoughts and our minds and we still can't get out of this shit
I'm trying to love love love my time here
Cause' yeah I guess that's all I've got
But I can't help but hate the way things truly have become
So I'll find some beauty in the making
In that near yet distant past
And look for hopeful signs of progress
Credits
Writer(s): Reggie O'farrell
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