Compositor: Jon Auer / Ken Stringfellow
Everyone sworn to protect us in a dreaming state now
All the nations sharing it, they are the dreaming states now
Maybe ours is a friendship of the future
Maybe ours is a friendship of the future
All the things that you hold dearly
Well they hardly help now
All your impulses unruly cannot be upheld now
Maybe ours is a friendship of the future
Is there a legal place for us to touch?
Maybe ours is a friendship of the future
A petal for the powerful to crush
In their halo I see a noose
Will they ever learn to be loose
We did nothing -- is that the best were gonna do?
Zaires (? ) designed it but we implied it well before the fact now
Tell me when the next flesh wound is scheduled for impact now, well
Maybe ours is a friendship of the future
Maybe ours is a friendship of the future
All the carbon copy bodies in fields where they lay
Exercise your right to grieve before they take it, take it away
Maybe ours is a friendship of the future
Is there a legal place to push too much
Maybe ours is a friendship of the future
Is there a legal place for us to touch
Can we exercise our excuse?
Will they ever learn to be loose?
We did nothing -- is that the best were gonna do?
We did nothing -- is that the best were gonna do?