Maybe tonight
I’m gonna hold my breath till everything’s alright.
I’ve had it up to here with all your stupid little lives.
Yes, I’m all grown up.
I don’t want to drift away, pretend a world that lets me make it a better place;
I can see it there in front of me, glimmering so bright.
But standing between me and it is an army of mediocrity,
Blaming the defenceless the wretched and the lame
Whilst waving their pathetic flags at those that they admire;
There’s nothing more important than accident of birth.
Don’t risk a thing,
Don’t blame yourself,
You can’t be what your not.
Staring at the clay,
The sun is quickly forgot.
But I can see
The future reaching out for me.
And you would too
If you’d let yourself forget yourself.
Sitting at the back of a pitch black room,
I watch your psyche painted up on the wall
Ten meters tall. I see you feel the same.
I just don’t get
How you could forget
And carry on about your lives.
Is the news we watch not the same?
One million dead, planes explode,
And we help America with a phony war.
We see them reaching out to us,
But we just sell on the gun and tut
As they’re shot dead,
Our bullets in their heads.
I used to dream I could change the world,
But I was young and it was fun,
Now I’m all grown up.
It sickens me to say,
The world needs to change fundamentally.
No super power can save the day,
No invention will make a mark,
Nothing can ever change the petty selfishness at your heart.
It seems such a small ask:
To embrace unconditionally,
To forget the past and step into the light.
I’ve but one trick left:
Tonight I’m going to hold my breath
Till everything’s alright.