Heavy

Outside if we look closely we’d find small things could move us
No we look for great heights and for shimmering brilliance to reflect in our eyes
To sit on a throne, even if it’s all alone and cut our skin and find our blood is blue
Look inside and find our minds are too
We find our minds are blue

And ten years on
Will we wonder what we ever thought we were doing?
With some vague plan
And a fear of changing ways that we were living?

Oh we all hold something so heavy
Heavy, heavy
Whatever became of our sanity?

I watch the smoke form towers rising up to the heavens
The trees were screaming ashes as we wielded our weapons
Once the sky was blue
We could see a clear window view

And ten years on
Will we wonder what we ever thought we were doing?
With some vague plan
It can be easy to feel so damn defeated