Philosophy of loss
Indigo girlsAnd the heart of the exile and the kingdom of hate
Who owns the land and keeps the commands
And marries itself to the state
Modern scribes write in jesus christ
Everyone is free
And the doors open wide to all straight men and women
But they are not open to me
Who is teaching kids to be soldiers
To be marked by a plain white cross
And we kill just a little to save a lot more
The philosophy of loss
Now there are a few who would be true
Out of love and love is hard
And don't think that our hands haven't shoveled the dirt
Over their central american graveyards
Doctors and witch hunters stripped you bare
Left you nothing for your earthly sins
Yeah but who made this noise just a bunch of boys
And the one with the most toys wins
And who is teaching kids to be gamblers
Life is a coin toss
And of course what you give up is what you gain
The philosophy of loss
Whatever has happened to anyone else
Could happen to you and to me
And the end of my youth was the possible truth
That it all happens randomly
So who is teaching kids to be leaders
And the way that it is is meant to be