This World We Made
by
Sam Wilkinson
Cry baby cry, there's nothing you can do
By the time you can talk it'll be too late for you
In this world we made
Killed with our own blade
Cry by cry, you know you want to
As you open your eyes, what do you see?
Do you remember the world we wanted to be?
We were stuck in our dreams
So diamond it seemed
Till we opened our eyes to reality
Hope baby hope, we open our ears
Some people have known this for so many years
I guess it's no surprise
They followed the lies
To them it meant less blood, sweat and tears
What will they do with their pockets of gold
Their floorboards are warm but their hearts are so cold
What will they leave
for their children to breathe
Air made of metal through masks made of stone
When the trees grow tall and we're no longer here
And you're up in your spaceship with nobody near
Then will you know
You've got nowhere to go
No matter how much money you got to dry up your tears
As you're floating away you look down at this earth
Now can you see what any of it's worth?
In your empty hand
Your legacy stands,
But you hide it away as your fingers curl.