ALL FALL DOWN
They tell you to walk before you run
But me I want to fly
Shake off that misanthropy
And try and touch the sky
A sky that's cold as winter icicles in May
A rage that never really goes away
Spend all your spare time looking back
'Cause memories never fade
Everything I've seen just seems
To be a grand charade
Of faceless voices claiming to be the status quo
But never let them show you where to go
They tell you to think before you leap
Lives they just fall down
All these wasted people
They just burrow in the ground
That's hard as screaming arctic glaciers late in June
Just another word for a cocoon
And so I sit back and think a while
Wondering what it's for
This grand scheme that builds some dreams
And thrashes others on the floor
That's crowded by a billion entities and some
Who never even heard the starting gun
Dave - guitar and vocal
Brian- bass, mix, engineer
C.J. Johnson - drums
Ian Burke - mastering