Landing Gear

I smell the sick stink
Of a future forlorn
Hold your breath, kids
Greed is airborne

With their lips sealed tighter
And the handshakes firmer
These hecklers have a history
Of getting away with murmurs

Everyone's now at attention
Since a nation's been derailed
Divided we stand
United we failed

Some are fanning the frenzy
Most have just said fuck it
This week's Category Five
Will be next week's drop in the bucket

Sacrificed by misperception
Sabotaged by misdirection
We've been Bushwhacked
We have been deceived
And this round
There's no exception

There's no falling fragile
In the fierce frontier
Trade in your feathers
For some landing gear
Radar to red
Now that right reads left
The wind cracked my compass
And I've flown further from the nest

Zoom in a little closer
To the next uncertainty
Baby bird constructs her home
Amidst a hive of worker bees

Well, to succeed at failure
I suppose it's the risk that one takes
You throw your eggs in a basket
And hope they don't break

This town is functional
But not friendly
Sagacious yet snide
They'll throw a price on your potential
Like some randy retail bride

See my malfunction
I am molting
Destruction now on display
Exploiting my exposure
In 2-3 business days

So I brace myself for the breakdown
With wings barely intact
Desperately decoding candor
Weeding out the fiction
From the fact

There's no falling fragile
In the fierce frontier
Trade in your feathers
For some landing gear
Radar to red
Now that time's a test
The wind cracked my compass
And I've flown further from the nest

There's no falling fragile
In the fierce frontier
Trade in your feathers
For some landing gear
Radar to red
Now that east is west
The wind cracked my compass
And I've flown further from the nest

Silence deemed selfish
So, I need to get this off my chest

Claimed half my courage
Now, I'm turning back to find the rest