Harmonium

The air is thick

the air is wasted

the lamb lies down for our entertainment

some mother's son

crashed at the pavement

his little eyes gone

we're one in the same man

now you know you never waste it

now you know you're wasted



I hear your voice, there's no emotion

did something die

you're not even responsive

when we were young we'd bottle water

collect reptile bones, commence the slaughter

now you know you never waste it

now you know you're wasted



all your dreams thrown in the trash

you were born into war

you were taught not to ask

for every single possibility

moving shadows in the dark

deciding fates over cocktail lunch

every single possibility



we better bust them out

you better bust them out

heart attacks won't get us down

our rifle butts pressed in the ground

our brains are lost, our skulls are found

we're kicking up the dust above them