Boots are marching in the snow
Shots and bombs and car alarms wailing
Underneath the subway shelter
Wait and wait and wait and wait
The bells of churches ring no more
The rules of nations cease to matter
Pray that the bullets all miss
We tried to avoid this
I am a mountain
I am a weed
I am one thousand
I am so solitary
I am on fire
Everything is
I breathe in the sunrise
I live for the future
God, machines remove the earth
They burn the trees and eat the dirt
They gouge and thrash and slice and dig
Straight down to the bedrock
The calls to prayer ring out no more
The rules of conflict cease to matter
Pray that the bullets all miss
We tried to avoid this
I am a mountain
I am a weed
I am one thousand
I am so solitary
I am on fire
Everything is
I breathe in the sunrise
I live for the future
I live for the future
