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She’s finished drinking so she sets down her glass.
He’s finished thinking so he gets off his ass,
and stops and stares and looks out upon the sea of drought.

The placid wind will blow the remnants ashore,
paying tuition that we can’t afford.
But I’m absolute in my convictions, I’ll force a genuine smile out of these stitches now.

Confront a world where we’ve all been duped.
The sun casts a glare on the perfect rouse.
Times are a changing, no longer the fortunate one.
I woke up from a nightmare that I died, and now I’m holding the smoking gun.

Now the fire’s gone and burned it all down.
We’ll reconfigure a new head for the crown.
Who’s there to lead us, to lead us astray to a new dawn and a new fucked up day.

The fire rages but it’s dead in the hearts of millions paying for a degree in liberal arts.
I know where I stand, on the skulls of the living and the souls of the dead.

Confront a world where we’ve all been duped.
The sun casts a glare on the perfect rouse.
Times are a changing, no longer the fortunate one.
I woke up from a nightmare that I died, and now I’m holding the smoking gun.

Woah, the ship of fools is docked at bay, and I am too.
But my my my, would you look at the time,
I’d rather stay and die than leave and whine.

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from Falconcat ~ Year of the Wooden Horse, released November 4, 2014

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