New Houses

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New Houses
All of these corporate media giants,
corrupting our minds and leaving us empty…
We have to remember to breathe deep tonight.
Cause I cannot stand it for one more second…
All this waiting, and wishing, and hoping.
All these forces that leave us dejected,
will cover our minds and leave us breathless.
And every time we speak to each other our universes collide.
And all that’s left of you is hoping and beating, and keeping me on
tonight!
We cannot stand it … this fucked up planet.
Atlanta’s been wrecked and her children abandoned.
You could open your eyes…
To the heartache in losses, the beauty in forces…
We’ll build new houses of love and affection.
With everything we have to put in our weapons…
We’ll give this world a new direction
And every time we speak to each other our universes collide.
And all that’s left of you is hoping and bleeding, and keeping me on
tonight!

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from Dreams are Maps, released May 21, 2013

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