Messages Lyrics

When trying to write a message you always fear

That your message may be lost in a shallow fiddle

Maybe you wrote it wrong and it all went astray

Or maybe you wrote it right and it all was okay

There's a message out there, waiting to be read

To be understood, waiting to be fed

Our collective unconsciousness may be asleep

But we'll surely have to find a way to make this drowsiness cease

Messages fly the skies like birds migrating

Sending waves and chirps that will hit and resonate

And someone, somewhere shall reverberate

The exact same thing you were trying to state

When trying to tell a message you'll tell it confidently

The slogans you prepared are waiting pleasurably

All the lies shall be bestowed upon a new light

And new clothing should cast them a great hook and a great line

There is knowledge out there being supplanted

By some world class scoundrel sloganeering elegantly

While the photosynthesis may be stopped forever

Sure as hell there'll be a liar claiming all is normal as ever

Bombs will fly the skies like god's dooming hand

And yet you make it as if the sea will always meet the sand

And someone somewhere will feel the reverberation

Of some goddamn explosion tearing apart another nation

Sure as hell, there'll be a liar claiming all is normal as ever

That the merry go round is still working

That we'll all fall asleep after brushing our teeth

That the drive-in will still sell something to eat

That the sun shall still rise without no pause

But what good will it be that the merry ride still goes round

When no merry people is here to listen to the sound

Of the morning birds, chirping for the glowing morning sun

Although this world might be able to still run

What good will it be at the of the mountain

When you look down unable to see nothing

That you'll be like Christ waiting for a miracle

And that the only solace you'll have shall be the end of your cycle