Keep Breathing
I see the tracers it leaves in the sky
A racing stripe canopy for your eye
I see it dying fast right through the floor
An aftershock of filth and gore
We try our best to just keep control
Just to keep breathing
Is reaching a goal
I can see now how fast it really grows
I see God's face with a bloody nose
Unbelievable to you and me
Yet easier all the time to see
We try our best to not lose our minds
Just to keep breathing is wasting our time
We try our best to gain control
Just to keep living is taking it's toll
It doesn't take a scientist
To really comprehend the gist
That everyday we all decide
To slowly commit suicide
And there is no hotline to call
No saviour coming to get us all
I can't fathom how it happened so fast
How bad we were beaten
Floored and harassed
Give the Anarchist a Cigarette
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
The angel tree has grown so high
And its roots are planted deep
Never climb that willow
'Cause its trunk is awful steep
Yeah the trunk is awful steep
Seven miles south of the city
Way on a windy hill
The whistling branches of the angel tree
Are calm at the evening still
Magical ???
As the leaves are ???
And strange things happen to people
Who go on to the windy hill
??? down here
Had gone up to there
And rested underneath her bough
They slept long, what is wrong
They never woke