Kindling The Kingdom

Paper crowns On plastic chairs Smiling for A thousand empty prayers They sign their names In crayon on the war plans High on power Low on any real plans We lit the match They poured the gas Simple minds in a house of glass Clapping while the headlines burn Saying “how were we to learn?” We built a throne from every lie Watched them set the world on fire And they just stare into the glow Saying “how were we to know?” Big red buttons Labeled “just for show” They press them laughing Watch the numbers grow Every promise Written in disappearing ink Every crisis Met with “we don’t have to think” We lit the match They poured the gas Simple minds in a house of glass Clapping while the headlines burn Saying “how were we to learn?” We built a throne from every lie Watched them set the world on fire And they just stare into the glow Saying “how were we to know?” They pass the blame Like a midnight cigarette (take a drag) Shrug it off Say it’s “as good as it gets” (as it gets) If every fool is holding power Tell me who’s left to kill the tower? We lit the match They poured the gas Simple minds in a house of glass Clapping while the headlines burn Saying “how were we to learn?” We built a throne from every lie Watched them set the world on fire And they just stare into the glow Saying “how were we to know?” Track from the album "Tiny Revolutions"