Atlantic eyes
I believe it's time
We start taking sides
We take sides tonight
It's come to this
So god bless this mess
It's high time we bid
Farewell to the grid
I had a vision last night, a prophecy
A portent in the sky
Precession of the globe contingent on
The omen's star in flight
The ice floe's melting, the spring is thawing
And reading our last rites
I guess we spoke too soon about another June
The ides of March demand that we take sides
And I wonder, who
Who can be trusted
When no one around is trusting you
And who
Who will be gutted
When the power leaves the many for the few
I heard sirens echo in my hometown
They're arcing across the sky
I saw the martial laws of gravity
Out plotting impact sites
I saw tanks rolling down south on Sibley
As we hid behind a neighbor hedge
You know a citizen-sense ain't no defense
Little gypsy, we gotta get off the grid
And I wonder, who
Who can be trusted
When no one around is trusting you
And who
Who will be gutted
When the power leaves the many for the few
And I know where we're going
But the way we're gonna get there
Seems a little bit funny to me
And I know it don't figure
Put your finger on the trigger
Now it's animal vs. machine
There's a little place
Down on Trumbull and Michigan
By the club we used to play
What once was a forum
Now lay in ruins
But ruins will protect us on judgment day
When we find that we can wake up in the morning
And we see no other signs of life
It's fight or flight
Out in the wild, baby
Like animals, you know we're gonna cry
It's morning up in Motown - guess we made it through the night
It's morning up in Motown - guess we made it through the night
It's morning up in Motown - guess we made it through the night