This Isn't Farm Life

We're not breaking any records yet

I stare at maps all day, a charade in the sunset

I read the news with all its angles bent

And blame my confusion on designs, so intelligent

Too many things

Too many things to keep my mind on

I was rehearsing for the Iliad

A social seige to end the world

Arrows and bows

Aiming everywhere we go

This isn't farm life, oooh...

I was sleeping in dunes at night, the southernland

By day sail on the cannibal sea

I'm breathing in...this heavy water, oooh...

In my kingdom in my stratosphere

My girl hustles words to fools in particular

And from the safety of an overcoat

She wears a wire that runs all the way to Stockholm

Arrows and bows

Aiming everywhere we go

This isn't farm life, ooh...

An eye for an eye

Under the microscope

A mythic paradise

Another year, another try

On we go, on we go