I fancy myself a bit of a songwriter. I've been working on a song for a while, and have some lyrics I wrote.
Of Aluminum
These tiny fragile feet too tired to climb your burning mountain tops
These hands too wild and weary to harvest all your dirty crops
No energy but too much in these batteries of copper drops
There's seven of us leaving, only six of us will go
I wonder where the last one is,
But I'm certain I already know.
Rain on down,
In your silent, stirring anger,
Follow me and just observe,
I'll show you where I'm going to.
Rain on down,
There's no weapon we can use,
Just a path that we can travel,
Maybe you can take the one we're on.
These feet just want to kick you,
Knock you over, make the crazy stop.
These hands just want to kiss you,
Make the world look at us when you pop.
No energy to give you,
Just recount your lies in photoshop.
There's seven of us bleeding, only six of us to go
I wonder how the last one is,
But I'm certain you already know.
Of Aluminum
These tiny fragile feet too tired to climb your burning mountain tops
These hands too wild and weary to harvest all your dirty crops
No energy but too much in these batteries of copper drops
There's seven of us leaving, only six of us will go
I wonder where the last one is,
But I'm certain I already know.
Rain on down,
In your silent, stirring anger,
Follow me and just observe,
I'll show you where I'm going to.
Rain on down,
There's no weapon we can use,
Just a path that we can travel,
Maybe you can take the one we're on.
These feet just want to kick you,
Knock you over, make the crazy stop.
These hands just want to kiss you,
Make the world look at us when you pop.
No energy to give you,
Just recount your lies in photoshop.
There's seven of us bleeding, only six of us to go
I wonder how the last one is,
But I'm certain you already know.
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No Gods and Precious Few Heroes
