we will dance as they dance,
sing as they sing
until our words lose all meaning
and all that is left will be echoes of their sound.
it's all over
you play both sides
you see who wins
and you compromise.
lost between the well studied lines,
so went the dream we passed on through.
no latecomers.
cultivate and assimilate
the words the actions the heart
of yet another
bastard subculture.
destroy every page until they all tell the same story.
you sing words you don't understand
you drop names
to impress the ones you lied to
to impress the ones you danced to.
tonight let's dance our own dance,
tonight let's make this our last.
refuse the refuse,
ascertain knowledge
from all forms of hate.
shake off the fake out rhetoric
and ditch the copy and paste:
references only spoken here.
rebuild the city
with new walls
with open doors
on both sides.
rebuild ourselves
with new ears.
for every sun
that sets to return
every ship that sails must be allowed to sink.
the seed is sewn
for a minute we're reborn
for a minute we're free
to think
to drop the act
to never let them consume us
so that our strength
may no longer be hidden.
all words must be confronted
and nothing taken for granted
except our impressionability.
