Fightboat

When all machinery is failing

We’ll compensate with our teeth

When we can trust the drugs or buildings

Take the staples out of our feet

When all the trees are reaching for us

Rooting up inside our bodies

And if we run and hit a hurdle

Then we’ll just deer leap over

We stack bricks (We stack bricks)

But walls don’t always mean a place to live

We’re earthworms dried on concrete

Celebrating side streets

We’re brave enough

Taking our chances with centuries-old devices

Taking our chances with moments-old ideas

Strength enough to walk away from it

(We can’t change this place the way it changes us)

Smart enough to know I’m over it

(Our dream’s too big to break)

Old enough to be concerned about health

(We can’t change this place the way it changes us)

But young enough to know that I am well

(Our dream’s too big to break)

Let’s hope that this works out

This has got to work out