Gatherers

Songs for a dead banner

Gatherers
So who’s to blame?
When it’s in your blood, too much to brave
You can count your blessings only for so long
Until they all feel the same

A new religion under a banner
You can’t foster love
You preach division and there’s nothing sadder
You’re allegiant all the same

But I want to be somebody
I want to be your human bomb
I want to be somebody
I want to bleed American

Lead us to shelter
Lead us to air
Feed us the cancer
Manufacture the cure

Your status quo upon a cross
You sport our lives on a crown
In this quiet world, who will save us?
Who will pray for me?

It’s all backwards
Long live our sadness on a flag
If it’s all a crippling fear, if it’s all a fever dream
You won’t find us anymore

We’ve pulled apart all the seams
The same blood
The same dreams
Tell your kids to die with me

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