Martha & The Muffins Sinking Land
Miles below, a city framed in light
Up above, a jet plane passing in the night
Left behind, a life you've known too long
Just ahead, a new horizon glows
Date and time of day are quite discarded
Lying among the postcards in your drawer
Day to day concerns left by the wayside
Forgotten in your quest for something more
The GNP slides lower every day
The government is crumbling so they say
But temporal things will never hold you back
A shining sinking land is in your eyes
A shining land
A sinking land
