Pushing The Paradigm - Hostage Calm
I woke with worn hands and heavy feet
In the cave I dug when I fell asleep between dreams
If I had that shovel
I'd bury the laws
That taught us to imitate man's greatest flaws
We'll rethink the wars
We wage on unknown shores
And how we insist the world
Marches to our drums
What if we screamed for the day
When words like these don't seem so far away
What if it started with the way we looked at our decay
And if all we need is what's
Scattered here beneath our feet
Smithereens of the ideas that melted
Into chaos from convention's heat
Constantly eclipsed by long term job security
Then we're falling short
If I could just see a face
Get a glimpse
Of the way we would look
If we stepped out of the dark
Find a cure for spinning backwards
Just because we're moving
Doesn't mean we're moving forwards
So you can let the lights of your plastic society
Radiate against the nighttime smog
Convinced this world is brighter
But if we only learn to chase the dollar
And all the evils
that every dead president gladly welcomed
Then may good fortune follow us into the fire
Into the fire into the fire into the fire