Orphaned Skies - The Banzai Predicament
In time the Earth will have to stomach what we spew
And face the trees we killed before they grew
From your disconnected art you
Play the part and take it to heart
It's true you believe in every word you say
Despite what relevance relays
The hard truth's aching light
You insist despite incentivize the plight into
The monetary value you can frame
Into something heavenly ordained
But God still ain't got words to justify your work or rectify your curse
So when we look up at the sun
Our eyes go white we hear the hum
Of our faith our hopeful eyes
We're bringing home those orphaned skies
It's time to revolutionize
It's time to revolutionize
We're bringing home those orphaned skies
We're bringing home those orphaned skies
Times are shifting you can feel it in the sway
You can feel it in the words our hearts convey
The rhythm of these anxious hands
The melody expands in order to enchant and
Prove there's beauty to be had within the dance
Of sunlight in the ocean's lonely trance
It's time to open up our hearts
I'm groping in the dark
And bring the world out from its tomb
So when we look up at the sun
Her eyes go white we hear the hum
Of our faith our hopeful eyes
We're bringing home those orphaned skies
It's time to revolutionize
It's time to revolutionize
We're bringing home those orphaned skies
We're bringing home those orphaned skies
It's time to revolutionize
It's time to revolutionize
We're bringing home those orphaned skies
We're bringing home those orphaned skies
