By Aidan O'Reilly

I'm calmly sitting on this willow tree where i can see things clearly
Angry
But I'll be banging my head against walls till somebody hears me
Up above the clouds
Looking down at the crowds that surround you
I'd pray this message got through but i never got to learn how to
So let's all pray for change just to see our own reflections
Admire your looks in blood stained mirrors
Then look around at this ghost town that has drowned you
Run from the sound of the bodies hitting the ground
And wonder why they all fell through

But just ignore the cracks and
Drive over the broken backs to get to your America
They built the streets that they bleed in
It matches the seats in your cars
It matches the ink on your receipts
Their souls are lost in the stars
Watching
While you proudly give your cash
To corrupt corporations that run this nation
And hire children over seas but fuck immigration
And i don't know what you were expecting
But the devil is a white man in a business suit
Collecting

Can you see us?
The kids above the clouds looking down
Disappointed
Dying for your dinner
Questioning who the fuck was appointed
Capitalist
Why are we okay with this?
We feed a machine that eats us daily
Speaking in dollars signs
Translated by consumption
Pumping in prescription to their children
Robbing them of their chemistry
Silencing their destiny
Forcing young minds to make televisions sets
You'll find them entangled in suicide nets
Forgetting that they're living behind Star-spangled bars
But we'll just keep watching
Up here in the stars

So we just look down from our willow tree
Sadly
Wondering why we're killing each other
Over land and people created equally
And our tears rain down
To water your plants
While you fill our lungs with smoke from your plants
Sending sin to the wise
Setting fire to willow oak skies
You are damning your deities
Sacrificing your sun
For oil driven dreams
But please

Can you see us
Up above the clouds
looking down from our willow tree
Protesting peacefully
Wishing you could see that our leaves are leaving me
Unwillingly
But lets just sit down
And wait for around
To celebrate our American apocalypse
Ignoring the facts
While embracing our grave
So lets just relax
And shout home of the mother fucking brave!