Lyrics For Hitchens - The Ballroom Thieves

For Hitchens

I was born in the right country
Where we choke on the smoke of wildfires past
We, the counterfeit heirs to the wide and weeping edge of the world
We are long past the day when we stood in the light
We are torn, we are wild, wild, wild, wild, wild, wild
Syndicated reverie
With a delicate eye to define the horizon
All in our rags and rising
Why do you let them lie to you?
Why do you let them lie to you?
Why do you let them lie to you?
We’re alive, we’re a live wire
Welcome to the light on your face
Ready or not, we keep walking
Ready or not, ready or not, ready or not
Ready or not, ready or not, ready or not, ready or not
These days
These days
These days
If you yell loud enough
The lie rings true
So don’t let them lie to you
Don’t let them lie to you
You’ll be born in the right country
You will learn that silence is not bravery