Lyrics

Charting a new path
The future will soon pass
So take wing
Break things and move fast
Take in the view while it lasts
Nailing our hues to the mast
And we scan the horizons
With no maps for guidance
No understanding the plans of Poseidon
Lacing hands for no man is an island
Facing the challenge arising

No time to step off
Temperature tests hot
Caught flak from headshots
Brought back to bedrock
Kept fears fed
Trapped in a deadlock
Clear heads kept bets hedged
Pledged to tread soft
Accept not threats from despots
Or else next stop
Hand points to eleven on the deathclock

But we’ve come so far
On this old globe by a rogue star
Solar winds blow
The poles glow in a slow dance
So we advance
Though we net a low chance
If our time here is tied into karma
In a worldwide diorama
The sky grows darker
War crimes form
In the minds of commanders
Toward Zion or divine Intifada?
Write the next line of the saga

And there's a fire in Nibbana
Time ticks faster
Skin strips quick
But bricks fall harder
The past screams
But the meanings are garbled
Carved into marble
Grim gargoyles
Sing hymns to the sins of the fathers
Split from the plinth
Sent to sink in the harbour

[Test tone
Stay home
The threat's grown
Crosstalk in my headphones
Take a walk in the dreadzone
Corpses and headstones
No thoughts or regrets shown
To those left distraught
Perceptions are warped
And attentions are short
Stretched tension is taut
The more talked the less known]

Peace is receding
Heat's on the streets
Neither niche is conceding
Cease in appealing to reason
Chiefs give no credence to leading
Steeped in the creed they believe in
Real feelings concealed underneath
But their speech is revealing
Treat people as beasts and as heathens
Misreading the meaning of freedom

‘Give (her) your tired and your poor;
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore’
That dream is no more
See them now seal up the door
Scheming to even the score
We’ve seen this before
It’s endless
Relentless travails
Intentions are bent off the rails
The tempest prevails
Stripping the wind from their sails
In tipping the scales
Her mission has failed

Twist in the nails
Witnessing history's trails
The way’s undecided
Lifting the scales from our eyelids
It comes in many disguises
But we were all born in its likeness
Picture us living with kindness
All tribes in all stripes
Existing beside us
Extolling what's common inside us
Crossing the lines that divide us

Conscious of violent reminders
Silent survivors
All sides primed for a crisis
The blind lead the blind
But there's still time to define
What's left behind when they find us
We’ve stopped heeding the signs
They say it doesn’t repeat but it rhymes
Break free of its binds
When the truth distorts
Lies and brute force
All rise and move forth
Eyes to the new true north

Because there's a storm in suburbia
Brought to a roar from a murmur
Bought into talk of usurpers
They brandish the torch as they walk
And they call out for murder
How could we fall further?

And there’s a war in the distance
Conflicts are born out of fictions
Conscripts form in resistance
Predated by vultures
Defacing their sculptures
Their cultures are torn from existence

And there’s a wound in the ocean
Mother Earth’s womb is eroding
Half of her own brood
Assumes that she’s joking
Her doom is in motion
Encroaching
And justice is choking
The compass is broken
Oblivion looms
And we stand on the cusp
But we plan as we must
And keep hoping