Limited Horizon
the flick of a sharp tongue
has demolished the town today
the gullibility of the young
desecrated at your doorstep
stepping over the line
crossing the threshold of your patience
never thought i would dig
the trenches we lie in
this city’s my horizon
i hope it’s not too late
i’m standing where you left me
still i wait
the city’s growing darker
the stars aren’t shining tonight
i hope this one’s a new moon
so we can part the clouds and see the light
alongside a dirty creek
you’d weep for hours
today you want to clean the creek
but it wont dry your tears
well, at least the woodland creatures can rejoice
and the woodland creatures can rejoice
and they can drink from your clean slate
and they can frolic in the woods you once called home
this city’s my horizon
i hope it’s not too late
i’m standing where you left me
still i wait
when the sun sets on the rooftops of the towers
you can breath a sigh of relief
for once the city’s been demolished
nature will take over again
and the roots will break up the streets
and streams will flow freely again
and flowers will bloom where we once took a shit
at least, that’s all we can dream of
as we lay our heads down
as the sun sets on the rooftops of the towers
stretching high enough to break your neck staring
when it all falls down
who’ll be left around
can we all come together again
to watch the flowers bloom in the end?
this city’s my horizon
i hope it’s not too late
i’m standing where you left me
still i wait
when it all falls down
who’ll be left around
can we all come together again
to watch the flowers bloom in the end?
