Lyric Save The Planet

The man cross the street he don t move a muscle
Though he s all covered in dust
When constitutions of granite can t save the planet
What s to become of us
With a painted restraint I don t move a muscle
Though a turbine roars
If the bathwater s clear and my ear s underwater
It s a tolerant hum from the core

Sleep s beckoning from the depths
From the cracks and from the crevices
Join the army of ghosts
The murmurs in the mist

That s when the powers of observation
Come to the periphery town
And we carry their water
We don t make a sound
And after gaining our resignation
The come through the chain-link fence
You only enemy s panic
Your only chance is to start making sense

Sleep plunging into deeper debt
Into bunkers and black minarets
On a geyser of ink
A morning voice faint and yet

And it sounds heroincredible
Sound that makes the headphones edible
Awake affiliated and indelible

The man cross the street he don t move a muscle
Though he s all covered in dust
Says constitutions of granite can t save the planet
What s left to captivate us
What s left to captivate us
What s left to captivate us
What s left to become of us