Fightboat

When all machinery is failing
We’ll compensate with our teeth
When we can trust the drugs or buildings
Take the staples out of our feet
When all the trees are reaching for us
Rooting up inside our bodies
And if we run and hit a hurdle
Then we’ll just deer leap over

We stack bricks (We stack bricks)
But walls don’t always mean a place to live

We’re earthworms dried on concrete
Celebrating side streets
We’re brave enough

Taking our chances with centuries-old devices
Taking our chances with moments-old ideas

Strength enough to walk away from it
(We can’t change this place the way it changes us)
Smart enough to know I’m over it
(Our dream’s too big to break)
Old enough to be concerned about health
(We can’t change this place the way it changes us)
But young enough to know that I am well
(Our dream’s too big to break)

Let’s hope that this works out
This has got to work out