Inspired by the short story Jacob Bayer and the Telephone by Mark Helprin
I’ve got layers of lies that I don’t even know about yet / bathroom doors turned bill¬boards / no place left untouched without the mumblin / tell me what I need, tell me what I want / worship the things that we’ve made with our own hands / in so deep I don’t even know it, I don’t even know it / rubbing these sticks till the air is thick / no spark no heart no inspiration / tell me what I need, tell me what I want / worship the things that we made / with our own hands / oh I’m gonna find the truth / even if it kills me / oh I gotta get a new view / the only way I know to / oh I gotta keep my eyes wide open / keep my eyes wide open / diggin in the dirt till it hurts / won’t come up for air don’t care / how long it takes me / I get tired want to just get by can’t I get by / but I can’t cuz there’s a / fire in my bones, fire in my bones / burnin in my bones / when the lights come up on this town / when the thing goes down / wanna be found when the lights come up on this / when the lights come up on this town / when the thing goes down / wanna be found tryin / when the lights come up / wanna be telling the truth
