The Weather

By New Model Army (Sullivan/Monger 2019)

We will not be satisfied, for there’s nothing we cannot alter

Until we find a cure for death, until we walk upon the water

There came a time when I could make sense of nothing

So I went down to the little shrine to wash away the sins I was carrying

There was a moment of absolution, the blessed light shone down from the heavens

Was just about the time that the gunmen burst in firing

It’s pretty hard to think at all when all around is screaming

Electricity charge crackles in the air

The lightning is going to strike but we don’t know where or when

But we know that it’s coming

As we change just like the weather

The winds blow a little stronger

The high tide reaches a little further up the beach

And the sun burns a little hotter

And we all grow a little madder as the pressure rises a little higher

And you and I we just get harder and the spaces between us wider

Now beauty and landscape are what appear on the screen

Where the forests have been manicured and the oceans are clean

Through the telescopic sights, the drones and the satellites

We can sit back in a chair and stalk our prey

We command the machines and the machines obey

The animals turn in panic and try to get away

We fetishize the things we love and then kill them anyway

And deep in the ground, amongst the bones, a million dragons teeth are sown

While high above the systems realign in a swirl of water and air

And we change just like the weather

The winds blow a little stronger

The high tide reaches a little further up the beach

And the sun burns a little hotter

And we all grow a little madder as the pressure creeps a little higher

And the rivers flow a little deeper and the floodwaters rise a little further

And the hillsides they grow drier and the fires catch a little faster

And you and I we just get harder and the spaces between us wider

From New Model Army