Week 14

Fault Lines

I think this could be so much better with a little more time. The lyrics are kinda dumb, but I cried multiple times while singing them, so that must mean something … to me, anyhow.

Fault Lines

The shifting lines 
Of the merchants and their signs 
Built many years ago 
Threaten to outgrow 
The anxious sun 
That warms the bees 
In the fruit trees 
Buzzing around like they know 
They may not be around tomorrow 

Oh have they seen 
The computer machine 
So cold is that warm wonder 
And there’s a hidden maze 
Behind the cathode rays 
Where the smell of the ozone might remind them of the thunder (and rain) 

There’s an old joke 
About a poor old bloke 
Who’s being outrun by his friend 
While being chased by an elephant 
Or something like that 
You may feel like a dummy 
If you don’t think it’s funny 
Buzzing around like you know 
You may not be around tomorrow 

And tomorrow feels 
So perfect and real 
Really really real and frustrating (they knew) 
Ready for you 
Ready to take action and do 
Any and every thing that it’s gonna take (it’s true) 

You are the blessed ones 
But your daughters and your sons 
They’re lost in the tableau (and they know) 
It’s your fault lines 
In your ageing spines 
And the greatest gift you can give is getting to know 
Getting to know that you may not be around tomorrow