Go to the window, boy.
Become what you would destroy.
Feed yourself on disonance.
Make your belly grow...
And take heed of the cry
Of all the sirens outside.
You know that this will be your inheritence
Up from this plateau...

Where have those days gone?
South with other wings?
I'll just learn to settle on
Slightly lesser things.

Gripped on my face,
Hold my place
With a cold grey vaccine line
And I'm fighting off a cold,
Slowly getting old,
Slipping perfectly
Into the design.

And I'm drooling my drops of wine.

Do you remember how we swam
Out beyond the dams?
When we were diving down with confidence...
Up from our plateau.

Where have our days gone?
Have they gone south with other wings?
I'll just learn to settle on
Slightly lesser things.

Grab to keep pace
In an endless race.
Coveting yours
And clutching mine.

Just take me back,
Take me home,
Can't find my way...
My way back home.