The Flood

Will you ever look past your self-sufficient illusions
The structure’s true foundations rest within you
The price we pay for sheer indifference
Surrendered self — you’re discount spare parts
You give up your rights for your limitations
and abandon all hope
One step further down the line as the flood begins to rise
You’re on your knees faking ambition
Now close your eyes and bleed
I know there are things from the past that should never be brought back
The ghosts of stale ideals and burning bridges
In simplified innane depictions of a different world
A lie to serve the fold and the forces in them
As you give up your rights for your limitations
and lay down your arms
One step further down the line as the flood begins to rise
You’re on your knees faking ambition
Now close your eyes
In the darkest corner of my mind I see a boy with a crooked smile
With a crown made of tinsel and glassbeads on a wire
Singin a song out of time
Now if you believe I’ll bleed for you…
and if I could bleed — so could you
Close your eyes and pretend it’ll go away
but you know that you’ve got nothing to lose