S&t

Footsteps echo through hallways. Beneath the neon lighting, everyone looks sick. We sit on a rusty staircase. You write your name with lipstick on the rail near the wall. What do you think about me...

Out in the fields the skies crack and peel. While off in the distance the buildings collide. And down in the grass is a sea of broken glass. And remnants of lives that I used to label...

Pluck all the wires from your skin, and toss them to the wind. Open your chest and let me in. I'll help you mend. While you carve our names in the ice on the sidewalk, And I do the same on the face of...

You're on your own now. We're tired of lending hands. Our new agenda: it cuts you from all our plans. So get in line, boy. And keep that mouth of yours closed. Don't need opinions. Just work them...

You spread your rusty fingers across the ledge. You get your grip and peer down over the edge. You watch the city move and breathe and migrate. You're not apart of it. You're broken now, like us. I...

Stand and move and walk across the water. Peel the cover from the city. Watch its insides twitch and smoke and rotate endlessly. Sinking. Moving deep beneath the water. Lots of other worlds exist....

This damn machine, this damn machine, this broken head doesn't work. So they're selling it off again. These crooked legs, these twisted arms, these tired feet lost their worth. Soon they'll dismantle...

We paint the future from this bedroom. With lots of progress; cold and heartless. And nothing lives, just twitches and moves. It's all synthetic, but it's all we've got. Thousands of wires spread...

Feels like the roads stretch out like veins But there's no heart Nature's haircut is concrete now We played our part So we sing Ba da, da da, ba da da da da da Ba da, da da, ba da da da da da Ba da,...

There's a light bulb dangling from string It's slowly swaying up over my head now As I jot down the words that'll never be sung And wait for my headache to numb And the wind sounds as if the world's...