There’s no comfort
In knowing there’s no comfort
And it’s no wonder
We’re sowing no wonders
Just plow it all under
Our land is so sundered
Grows only more hunger
More pain and more suffer
More fighters but less lovers
More babies but less mothers
In a world like no other
Now I’m no hero
In pointing out there’s no heroes
The sky is no safer
There are no talking snakes
Lightning has no maker
A missing rib with no taker
Playing roulette with no stakes
In a car with no brakes
Headlong into the lake
Shackled to such weight
Angel’s always too late
To save us from our fate
Our heaven has no gates
The dirt spares no name
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