Dirt Poor Robins Human After All
Loud, your memory is tied
Too soon to set it straight
Too late to keep you on the narrow
For this pressure on my chest that never lets me rest
Is building with each new tomorrow
For what we needed most was only just a ghost
A vapor trail, a plane gone by
A bridge of smoke that fades before our eyes
We'd cross the rope, but our balance is a joke
We're human after all, still there's no excuse to fall
There's more to will for us than flesh turned by the creeping bitterness
Aging machines, no soul to offer
Crushed by the burdens of ours fears carried along for all these years
Programmed to flee, too weak to bother
What we needed most was only just a ghost
A vapor trail, a plane gone by
A bridge of smoke that fades before our eyes
We'd cross the rope, but our balance is a joke
We're human after all, still there's no excuse to-
Afraid of letting go, we claw the dirt and move the Earth
Reclaiming running vessels of our love
Animating corpses to dance like they're rejoicing
As the audience is stifled by the actors in our show
But it must go on
We were the cause, we are at fault
We cannot draw from empty vaults
With vacant hands, we lunge to plunder
If only then we had been told infatuations would grow cold
We might have more than ash to squander
I'll always wonder...
Was it a vapor trail?
A vapor trail
Are we a vapor trail?
Vapor trail.
