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