Interchangeable Parts - Hostage Calm
Impatient stationed somewhere
near the border just between
Hurried youth and static ends
There's not much here to defend
The radio's pushing the orders cross the border
Don't let me through
Cause we're just clearing the way
for the suitors of our future
Dress me up in proper clothes
For naked men it's far too cold
And if these rags just hide the mold
Of stale desires then send me home
If there's not a place for you and me
In tomorrow's society
Will it hurt you if we wait
behind as I fail to find faith
So here's to not squinting to see my reflection
In some upscale corporate blight
Caught between wanting to do the right thing
And not knowing what the right thing is
I guess this is how loneliness feels
So throw a rope around the dreamers
For they might stray too far
Be careful what you feed the children
Or else they'll grow kind hearts
Train the ones for the mean machine
Interchangeable though sad it seems
Though sad it seems
Dress me up in proper clothes
For naked men it's far too cold
And if these rags just hide the mold
Of stale desires then send me home