Pipe Dream - With Honor

We are the generation lost

Buried below your reasons

We are the fractured frame

Evidence of your false foundations

Seasons change, but we don’t change a thing

Until push comes to shove

Opportunities passed and fate comes calling

We are well beyond our means

The noose is set in place

And like those who’ve swung before us

We’ll drop fast to our escape

We’ve discovered a failsafe way to sweep our troubles underneath the rug

To bid the weight of this world one last goodbye

All the while you are sleeping still

Under the greenest tree money could buy

Hoping the rain will bring you peace of mind

But it can’t, it won’t, and it never will

We are the lost

Buried below your reasons

We are the fractured frame

Evidence of your false foundations

Seasons change, but we don’t change a thing

Until push comes to shove

Opportunities passed and fate comes calling

We are well beyond our means

The noose is set in place

And like those who’ve swung before us

We’ll fall fast to our escape

Progress has its ball and chain

Claiming us a casualty as you look away

Your hands have stopped our eyes for much too long

Now they threaten to take our lives before the day is done

Your hands have stopped our eyes for much too long