Save The Planet

The man `cross the street he don`t move a muscle Though he`s all covered in dust When constitutions of granite can`t save the planet What`s to become of us With a painted restraint I don`t move a muscle Though a turbine roars If the bathwater`s clear and my ear`s underwater It`s a tolerant hum from the core Sleep`s beckoning from the depths From the cracks and from the crevices Join the army of ghosts The murmurs in the mist That`s when the powers of observation Come to the periphery town And we carry their water We don`t make a sound And after gaining our resignation The come through the chain-link fence You only enemy`s panic Your only chance is to start making sense Sleep plunging into deeper debt Into bunkers and black minarets On a geyser of ink A morning voice faint and yet And it sounds heroincredible Sound that makes the headphones edible Awake affiliated and indelible The man `cross the street he don`t move a muscle Though he`s all covered in dust Says constitutions of granite can`t save the planet What`s left to captivate us What`s left to captivate us What`s left to captivate us What`s left to become of us