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Lyrics
The Next to Fall
I met a man some time ago
He lured me out and he left me cold
By the light of day I found my way home
It wasn’t long before I could see
All he had planned for me
By the light of day I found my way home
I wasn’t scared and I wasn’t lost
And as I marched I never thought
That I would be the next to fall
I held my breath and I closed my eyes
And prayed my love wouldn’t recognize
My promises gone wrong
A guiding light and a mirror’s eye
Found a face they didn’t recognize
By the light of day I found my way home
Consumed by a match’s spark
A mourner’s cry and a martyr’s bark
By the light of day I found my way home
I wasn’t scared and I wasn’t lost
And as I marched I never thought
That I would be the next to fall
I held my breath and I closed my eyes
And prayed my love wouldn’t recognize
My promises gone wrong
I saw the sky open up and point me the other way
I heard it call out my name
So Dumb
A body lies out in the cold
The truth is buried below the fold
His photograph is 10 years old
Blind hope merely serves as bait
Destroying more than it creates
And so blind faith becomes blind hate
I never said I wasn’t free
But we’ve all tasted our own blood
I swore the sinners would retreat
But I’m so dumb, I’m so dumb
What’s it like to hate Ben?
What’s it like to hate?
Gentle hands have paved your way
Steering you clear of present day
Surrounding you with those who feel the same
And so you hide behind a book
Too scared to take a second look
Too blind to take a second look
I never said I wasn’t free
But we’ve all tasted our own blood
I swore the sinners would retreat
But I’m so dumb, I’m so dumb
It’s easy to hate from a distance, and so much harder to open your eyes
So we tread on the words of the street poets, fooled by freedom’s ever-changing disguise
I never said I wasn’t free
But we’ve all tasted our own blood
I swore the sinners would retreat
But I’m so dumb, I’m so dumb
It’s easy to hate from a distance, and so much harder to open your eyes
So we tread on the words of the street poets, fooled by freedom’s ever-changing disguise
The Servants Have Been Freed (click to download mp3)
The servants have been freed, the servants have been freed
That crazy sun is sharing its light, now we all can see
The servants have been freed, the servants have been freed
The servants have been freed, the servants have been freed
A braver wind is blowing steady, now we all can breathe
The servants have been freed, the servants have been freed
It’s been a long time coming
It’s been a long time now
It’s been a long time coming
Too damn long
The servants have been freed, the servants have been freed
Crystal rains are falling, turning puddles into streams
The servants have been freed, the servants have been freed
It’s been a long time coming
It’s been a long time now
It’s been a long time coming
Too damn long
The servants have been freed, the servants have been freed
Caustic stars are falling, making darkness into dreams
The servants have been freed, the servants have been freed
It’s been a long time coming
It’s been a long time now
It’s been a long time coming
Too damn long
Sell Your Flag
Alone and desperate, numb with pain
But all they’ve lost is yours to gain
Don’t let their children die in vein
There’s nothing more American
Sell your flag
It’s stars and stripes and dollar signs
On pins and stickers, shirts and ties
We wear them well and hide behind
The bills with which our pockets are lined
Salute its colors: red, white, and green
It’s Betsy Ross, Keynes, Locke, and Key
Waving proud for all to see
I’m buying stock in tragedy
Alone and desperate, numb with pain
But all they’ve lost is yours to gain
Don’t let their parents die in vein
There’s nothing more American
Sell your flag
It’s liberty turned property
Our patriotic history
Is selling all that keeps us free
Call it treasure chest destiny
Salute its colors: red, white, and green
It’s Betsy Ross, Keynes, Locke, and Key
Waving proud for all to see
I’m buying stock in tragedy
Alone and desperate, numb with pain
But all they’ve lost is yours to gain
Don’t let our brothers die in vein
There’s nothing more American
Sell your flag
Come gather ‘round and join your hands
Burn the flag, increase demand
Overseas they make them cheap
We’ll ship them in and light the heat
The smoke will rise and when it clears
We’ll rally behind our capitalist cheer
It’s “God and Reagan put us here
To make a profit, make this deal
Our land is reeling from pain and fear
So mark them up, our calling’s clear:
Sell, sell, sell, sell, sell your flag”
That Perfect Beautiful
It calls you up when you’re down
Calls you up and you come around
It’s the mark, the grace of god
Fits you right where you are
Fights its way past every scar
It’s all you’ve been longing for
Not like in your dreams
Never like it seems
It’s that perfect beautiful, that caustic colorful
You’ll know it when you see it; you’ll know you’ve never seen it before
That empty innocence, that tragic confidence
Don’t blame her when she leaves you; don’t hate her when she leaves you needing more
We all could use a little more
You had it once I know you swear
But fraud is lurking everywhere
You only fool yourself
Take my words, but carefully
Take your time, your destiny
I’m sure you’ll find your way
Not like you recall
You never knew it all
It’s that perfect beautiful, that caustic colorful
You’ll know it when you see it; you’ll know you’ve never seen it before
That empty innocence, that tragic confidence
Don’t blame her when she leaves you; don’t hate her when she leaves you needing more
We all could use a little more
Calls you up when you’re down
Calls you up and you come around
It’s the mark, the face of god
Fits you right where you are
Fights its way past every scar
It’s all you’ve been longing for
Not like in your dreams
Never like it seems
It’s that perfect beautiful, that caustic colorful
You’ll know it when you see it; you’ll know you’ve never seen it before
That empty innocence, that tragic confidence
Don’t blame her when she leaves you; don’t hate her when she leaves you needing more
We all could use a little more
