1. OLD CROWS

Old crows ride in the mouth of the beast
Sleep beneath its tongue, cradled by its teeth
We roam from shore to shore
From the open sky to the ocean floor
The more we move the less we are ourselves
And when we finally stop, we've changed to something else

As rapid as a river flows
As frigid as the cold wind can blow
As devious as the devil’s grin
Our blood is cold and we’ve shed our skin

Now, we are not the kids we used to be
Stop wishing for yesterday
We are not the kids we used to be
Stop wishing for yesterday
we are not the kids we used to be
Ooooh oh oh
We are not the kids we used to be
Stop wishing for yesterday

The crows are calling - seems the end is near
They’re spelling out their names, yet we have no fear
Oh, the damage a man can do
When ambition takes over his search for the truth

Sometimes life just gets the best of us
Some things in life will get the best of us

Now, we are not the kids we used to be
Stop wishing for yesterday
We are not the kids we used to be
Stop wishing for yesterday
We are not the kids we used to be
Ooooh oh oh (Stop wishing for yesterday)
We are not the kids we used to be
Stop wishing for yesterday

Every skyline beats in my chest
Somewhere between love and sadness
This is our fate, this is our test
We ride in the mouth of madness

As rapid as a river flows
As frigid as the cold wind can blow
As devious as the devil’s grin
Our blood is cold and we’ve shed our skin

Now, we are not the kids we used to be
Stop wishing for yesterday
We are not the kids we used to be
Stop wishing for yesterday
We are not the kids we used to be
Ooooh oh oh (Stop wishing for yesterday)
We are not the kids we used to be
Stop wishing for yesterday
Wishing for yesterday
Wishing for yesterday.


2. YOUNG CARDINALS

Go!
Strange things happen in the nighttime hour
Yesterday’s buds are tomorrow’s flowers
Those who speak numbers, refuse the great forgiver
And powerful men raise their hands and deliver
All the superstitions to which we all cling
While high minds in Geneva ponder e8 vs. string
The sun hides itself concealing its grin
And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again.

Oh young cardinals
Nesting in the trees
Oh hear our songs
Reign your innocence on me

One, two, three, four!

Strange things happen in the nighttime hours
White tails graze and wolves devour
Ghosts of old loves are blowing through the pines
Nicotine babies being born with no spines
The god of the sea is swinging his trident
We stoke our fires with the bones of tyrants
The sun, it retreats through the dust and the din
And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again

Oh young cardinals
Nesting in the trees
Oh hear our songs
Reign your innocence on me

Young cardinals take flight
Return to nest in the black of night
There are things you were not meant to know

Young cardinals take flight
Return to nest in the black of night
There are things you were not meant to know

Oh young cardinals
Nesting in the trees
Oh hear our songs
Reign your innocence on me

Oh young cardinals
Oh young cardinals
Oh young cardinals
Oh young cardinals
Oh.


3. SONS OF PRIVILEGE

America blearing in my ears all day
America, I don’t see the glory of your ways
The oldest money flows through a bloodline
We’ll see if your empire stands the test of time
Don’t wanna
I don’t wanna
Be a slave to the sons of privilege
Don’t wanna
I don’t wanna
Be a slave to the sons of privilege

Sweet lady liberty -
You are lost, though you are free
And what hides beneath
Can’t tell the wolves from the sheep

America, grin and bare the resentment of the world
With all your ugliness and self-worth
Desperate to grease the gears of the hideous machine
The swine, they writhe and praise the infallible regime
Don’t wanna
I don’t wanna
Be a slave to the sons of privilege
Don’t wanna
I don’t wanna
Be a slave to the sons of privilege

Sweet lady liberty -
You are lost, though you are free
And what hides beneath
Can’t tell the wolves from the sheep

Lost though you are free
In America
It’s time to justify your pride

Sweet lady liberty -
You are lost, though you are free
And what hides beneath
Can’t tell the wolves from the sheep.


4. BORN AND RAISED

All blossoms die in the light of our new culture
Find your belief in that which cannot be discovered
Countless lessons lie in every fever dream
A million voices asking, what does it all mean?

I’ve lost all direction
I’ve lost all my direction
And now I wish, that I would have believed
Could have believed

Escape, escape
Nature’s indifferent hand
Retreat, retreat
To the bliss of our creation

We were born and raised
To live beyond
The heft and weight of a world undone
Like a bird from the north
Our hearts will roam in search of warmth

Two hands come together to pray for greater yields
Two poles of a compass guided by a field
In the mind of every man, two ghosts dance
Was this place made, or was it here by chance?
I’ve lost all direction
I’ve lost all my direction
And now I wish, that I would have believed
Could have believed

Escape, escape
Nature’s indifferent hand
Retreat, retreat
To the bliss of our creation

We were born and raised
To live beyond
The heft and weight of a world undone
Like a bird from the north
Our hearts will roam in search of warmth

Uncountable numbers written in new fallen snow
I can hear the claws of the beast tapping at my window
Nihilist sleeps and in dreams he sees god’s face
Realize even disbelief requires a leap of faith
From birth to death, we search for what’s yet to be known
We and hope and pray and ask, but we are never shown

Born and raised to live beyond
The heft and weight of a world undone
Like a bird from the north
Our hearts will roam in search of warmth

We were born and raised.


5. NO REST

We greet each day with bloodshot eyes
The dirt of our labor still clingin’ to our hands
Filled with our warped intentions
The tread of our shoes filled with foreign sands
The sun laughs in all our faces
It shows a world that we can’t save
So now, armed with blades in hand
We cut a path from birth to grave

We don’t know where we’re going
But we know that we’re getting there

No rest for the blessed
Long life for the wicked

We don’t think like you think
And we move like no one moves
With a song on our lips, across the land
Born to traverse
We don’t think like you think
And we move like no one moves
With a song on our lips, across the land
Born to traverse

We don’t know where we’re going
But we know, we’re getting there

No rest for the blessed
Long life for the wicked

Like a car crash
Like a landmine
Like mixing drugs, we are dangerous

Like a snake’s tooth
Like thin ice
Like mixing blood, we are dangerous

No rest for the blessed
Long life for the wicked.


6. THE NORTHERN

He comes, he comes
Judge so severe
Seven trumpets speak
Oh they speak him near

He comes, he comes
Judge so severe
Seven trumpets speak
Oh, they speak him near

He comes, he comes
Judge so severe
Seven trumpets speak
Speak the sound of fear

He comes, he comes
Judge so severe
Seven trumpets speak
Speak the sound of fear

Oh mother, you oughta be there
I’m gonna go to heaven when I die
(I want to go to heaven)
Roll Jordan, roll Jordan, roll Jordan
Oh father, you oughta be there
I’m gonna go to heaven when I die
(I want to go to heaven)
Roll Jordan, roll Jordan, roll Jordan

He comes, he comes
The judge so severe
Seven trumpets speak
Oh, they speak him near

Hallelujah, we’ll praise the lord
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

He comes, he comes
Judge so severe
You know the seven trumpets
in his face he'll kneel

Hallelujah, we’ll praise the lord
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
we’ll praise the lord
Hallelujah

Oh mother, you oughta be there
I’m gonna go to heaven when I die
(I want to go to heaven)
Roll Jordan, roll Jordan, roll Jordan
Oh father, you oughta be there
I’m gonna go to heaven when I die
(I want to go to heaven)
Roll Jordan, roll Jordan, roll Jordan
Oh sister, you oughta be there
I’m gonna go to heaven when I die
(I want to go to heaven)
Roll Jordan, roll Jordan, roll Jordan
Oh brother, my sweet brother
I’m gonna go to heaven when I die
(I want to go to heaven).


7. MIDNIGHT REGULATIONS

I find myself concerned
For the common man, these days
Evil are the minds
That push the divide
Forced to live a life
In fear that his future is on the wane
Midnight regulations
Midnight regulations
Burns his candle down
Working to make ends meet
But what can be done
About the way things have become
Fingers to the bone
Ready to admit defeat
Midnight regulations
Midnight

Brother! There is no charity
For the common man
When he is in need of relief

And now he’s hanging on
To his final stitch of faith
So, here’s to all the years
Of deaf ear fallen prayers
Rich men behind closed doors
Are trying to keep him in his place
Midnight regulations
Midnight regulations
Oh, all you common men
You need to fight for a new way
Old hearts, we need to mend
It’s time to start again
Palace walls dismantled
Brick by brick, you will have your day
Midnight regulations
Midnight

Brother! There is no charity
For the common man
When he is in need of relief

They say just hold onto your hope
But you know if you swallow your pride
You will choke

Brother! There is no charity
For the common man
When he is in need of relief

Midnight regulations.


8. EMERALD STREET

Pregnant teens on the Barton street bus
Homeless people are living off crust
And there’s a beat-up town car - it’s starting to rust
Hard soles are kicking up dust
Half a million people living in the corpse of the brown Brick 50’s
To the north, all the small town outcasts are now big city Bourgeoisie

All the boys in the halfway houses
Wave to the girls of Emerald Street

Our calloused fingers, blood red on the brick - but we hold On
We’ll never falter, though they want us to slip - we hold on

The desperate, downtown stealing bikes
Drunks in the village are picking fights

So, police line the streets to read them their rights
No controlling hot summer nights
The sun goes down on the edge of town,
At the end of Everyday
We sit and watch the stacks, on fire,
To the east across the Bay

All the boys in the halfway houses
Wave to the girls of Emerald Street

Our calloused fingers, blood red on the brick - but we hold On
We’ll never falter, though they want us to slip - we hold on

There’s something in the church belfry
At the corner of Victoria and king
And it screams out into the night
It sings this city’s plight

All the boys in the halfway houses
Wave to the girls of Emerald Street

Hold on
Hold on

Our calloused fingers, blood red on the brick
But we hold On
We’ll never falter, though they want us to slip
We hold On.


9. HEADING FOR THE SUN

They are the nameless victims of a generation lost
Searching for somewhere to exist
Held captive by our mistakes
Weak and unable to resist

Resentful minds have ruled too long
You and old, weak and strong

We will drag our hindsight through the twilight of this era
To where our freedom reigns and the old thought is laid to Dust
Let the philistines wallow in their decadence
While the enlightened minds usher in the dawning of a new

We are heading for the sun
(We are)
We are heading for the sun
(We are)
We are heading for the sun
(We are)
We are heading for the sun

Time will come when we are all condemned
For all the damage we have done
Held accountable for all
Battles lost, battles won

We are heading for the sun
(We are)
We are heading for the sun
(We are)
We are heading for the sun
(We are)
We are heading for the sun

And the earth will coil each year, getting closer to its end
What will our lesson be, when we are all ablaze?
That our benevolence was the start of our decay
Or that we did not learn from the mistakes of the past?

We are heading for the sun
(We are)
We are heading for the sun
(We are)
We are heading for the sun
(We are)
We are heading for the sun.


10. ACCEPT CRIME

Everybody on the count of three
Accept crime 1-2-3
Bethlehem to Galilee
Accept crime 1-2-3

Between the sheets, the voyeur watches you
And each caress takes us one step further from his tired Truth
Say, we will be free to use our bodies as we please
We will be free to use our bodies as we please

Say hey! There's no police!
Hey, there's no police between two beating hearts
Hey! There's no police!
Hey, there's no police between two beating hearts

Let the clergy damn our every emotion
Until every impulse is a revolution
And will we know to bring good, we'll let it carry us Through
It's your chance to use your disobedience
We will say:
We will be free to use our bodies as we please
We will be free to use our bodies as we please

Say hey! There's no police!
Hey, there's no police between two beating hearts
Hey! There's no police!
There's no police, no police between two beating hearts

I'll feel no guilt
I won't repent
Day to day I accept crime
And that's for me to confess

Hey! There's no police!
Hey, there's no police between two beating hearts
Hey! There's no police!
Hey, there's no police between two beating hearts
Between two beating hearts
Between two beating hearts
Between two beating hearts
I know.


11. BURIAL

When will this winter end?
The snow’s been falling for months
The town all dressed in white
And my skin is burning from the wind

The cold sun in disguise
An assault from the morning light
My burial, I can’t succeed
Frozen and paralyzed

Oh winter (x8)
Oh no

Ooooooooh (x6)
Oh winter (x8)
Ooooooooh (x8)