The Picture - Son Volt

Hurricanes in December, earthquakes in the heartland

Bad Aryan decks on it’s flashing warning sign

Bound for trouble, the picture’s dirty

We’ll know when we get there, we’ll find mercy

Flotsam and jetsam in charge of the agency

The truth is twisted, in danger of dissolving

And war is profit and profit is war

We’ll know when we get there, we’ll find mercy

Certified minds, exacting its home

Trying to fit a square block into a round hole

Heart of darkness facing a thousand bloodshot eyes

We’ll know when we get there, we’ll find mercy

We’ll know when we get there, we’ll find mercy

We’ll know when we get there, we’ll find mercy