Son Volt - Beacon Soul lyrics

rate me

Hopeless heroes beat this claptrap haven

Rats bigger that the noiseless generation

Who the hell is Dow Jones anyway

Society’s bones on a cafeteria tray

The feeling is the brain is split

From smiles to stares to baseless shit

Walk off the shock to a beacon soul breathing

A helping hand against eternal lying

Asked to believe in traditions reasoning

To turn a blind eye to the monkey trial bleeding

Working to fight off disease beat the clock

Saviors passing on the street

Covert creations without sound

Mirage is ruthless stumbling around

Darlings of deceit hyperbole

Reverse the flow of negative energy<br />

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Thanks to razvan