We sat in our lines And we lifted our pens And we divorced ourselves From our lovers and our friends We lost our way We lost our voice But we made some money Together we made a choice
We woke up in chains And we couldn’t believe That so many of us Needed the conceit But the numbers swelled And the anger grew It’s a powerful one Who has nothing to lose Little pools of ice Crush beneath your feet and your pale blue eyes Little pools of ice Face fluorescent jacketed police lines
We paid all our fines And paid for your wars And paid for your money And we died in our scores. But we’ve found our way We’ve found our voice You line up against us Together we’ll give you a choice
Little pools of ice Crush beneath your feet and your pale blue eyes Little pools of ice Face fluorescent jacketed police lines
And the streets uncurl Like the outstretched limbs of an endless world You carry on Looking for something you can become.