Yesterday's Headlines

Running short on imagination
 Its cause we wasted all our words
 Spoken without the benefit of our minds
 The kettle burns, the edges framed
 Our best detentions waste away
 And everybody loves the things we've done and on, and on, and on
 Loving is waitless for everyone but me
 This world grows heavier everyday
 Deterioration, growin' old before my time
 Nobody cares, never mind
 We all pray on a vain condition and the hoplessness of it all
 These days there's nothing we can trust
 The tridies we make, we've seen them fake
 To rebelled by or evaporate
 Yet we're so pleased with what we've done, and on, and on, and I've done
 Loving is waitless for everyone but me
 This world grows heavier everyday
 Deterioration, growin' old before my time
 Nobody cares
 The mind breaks down when it dies
 Our machines double in size
 To work us straight the grand collapse
 I see us all trapped in its path
 There was a time we were unbound
 As if we've never hit the ground
 Or just like when we can't keep on fallin'