This Isn't Farmlife

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 in the out
 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