The Fireside

You won't miss the water ‘til the well runs dry

Can’t appreciate the taste with a bountiful supply

Don't know what it's like to live until you barely survive

I don’t know what it's like to feel alive

If you're dumb enough to witness this insipid, wasteful christening

You're dumb enough to listen when they say the water's glistening

And as you scrape the bottom of this desiccated hole

You're told the water's rising and the well's completely full

But it’s not without its comforts, like an aching in your side

If you can tolerate the thirst, the thirst eventually subsides

If you’re overextended, underprepared

(It will run its course)

What was the time that death was declared?

(It's almost over)

And every day now, it’s getting worse

(It can't get worse)

Year after year, verse after verse

(This is full disclosure)

Overextended and under the gun

Under the gun

Put your faith in god, but keep your powder dry

Because god sends nuts to those who have no teeth

Love the son, spoil the rod

Make sure it's satisfied

Cut the ground from underneath your feet

Because we're mired in the depths of this

What we’re told is a chrysalis

We're eager for the blissful kiss of death

Because the fireside chats are comforting

While the population's wondering

If suffering's not the only option left

If suffering's not the only option left

If you're overextended, underprepared

(It will run its course)

What was the time that death was declared?

(It's almost over)

And every day now, it's getting worse

(It can't get worse)

Year after year, verse after verse

(This is full disclosure)

Overextended and under the gun

And when they came for the crib

They came for the table and the drapes on the walls

They came for the clothes on the backs on my kids

My god, they came for it all

Ten years of a white flag, waving in the wind

Ghost town, ghost country

No sign of the sleeping

And all we needed was a reason

Ten years of a white flag, waving in the wind

Ghost town, ghost country

No sign of the sleeping

And all we needed was a reason

Ten years of a white flag, waving in the wind

Ghost town, ghost country

No sign of the sleeping

And all we needed was a reason

Ten years in a body bag, waiting in the wings

No god, no country

No sign of the sleeping

And all we needed was a reason

And you gave us one

I've got a job for every able-bodied man

Munition factories for women and children

And all we needed was a reason

And you gave us one

You gave us one

I've got a job for every able-bodied man

Munition factories for women and children

And all we needed was a reason

And you gave us one

You gave us one

Ten years of a white flag, waving in the wind

Ghost town, ghost country

No sign of the sleeping

And all we needed was a reason