Gatherers
Songs for a Dead Banner
So who’s to blame?
When it’s in your blood, too much to brave
You can count your blessings only for so long
Until they all feel the same
A new religion under a banner
You can’t foster love
You preach division and there’s nothing sadder
You’re allegiant all the same
But I want to be somebody
I want to be your human bomb
I want to be somebody
I want to bleed American
Lead us to shelter
Lead us to air
Feed us the cancer
Manufacture the cure
Your status quo upon a cross
You sport our lives on a crown
In this quiet world, who will save us?
Who will pray for me?
It’s all backwards
Long live our sadness on a flag –
If it’s all a crippling fear, if it’s all a fever dream
You won’t find us anymore
We’ve pulled apart all the seams
The same blood
The same dreams
Tell your kids to die with me