Rise Against - Collapse (Post-Amerika) lyrics
[Rise Against - Collapse Post-Amerika lyrics]
When our rivers run dry and
Our crops cease to grow
When our summers grow longer
And winters won't snow
From the banks of the ocean and
The ice in the hills
To the fight in the desert
Where progress stands still
When we've lost our will
That's how we'll know
This is not a test, we'll know
This is cardiac arrest
Of a world too proud to admit our mistakes
We're crashing into the ground as
We all fall from grace
When the air that we breathe
Becomes air that we choke
When the marsh fever spreads from
The swamps to our homes
When your home on the range has
Been torn down and paved
And the buffalo roam to
A slaughterhouse grave
What more will it take
For us to know this is not a test, oh no
This is cardiac arrest
Of a world too proud to admit our mistakes
Kissing the ground as we all fall from grace
This is a chance to set things straight
To bend or break the rules back into place
There is no middle ground, no compromise
We've drawn the line
With perfect aim, we stand back and throw
Glass windows break and it's
All about to blow
Lights go out as we pass the torch again
In hope that it stays lit
Neutrality means that you don't really care
Cause the struggle goes on even
When you're not there blind and unaware
That's how we'll know
This is not a test, oh no
This is cardiac arrest
Of a world too proud to admit our mistakes
We're crashing into the ground as
We all, yeah we all, all fall from grace
Our crops cease to grow
When our summers grow longer
And winters won't snow
From the banks of the ocean and
The ice in the hills
To the fight in the desert
Where progress stands still
When we've lost our will
That's how we'll know
This is not a test, we'll know
This is cardiac arrest
Of a world too proud to admit our mistakes
We're crashing into the ground as
We all fall from grace
When the air that we breathe
Becomes air that we choke
When the marsh fever spreads from
The swamps to our homes
When your home on the range has
Been torn down and paved
And the buffalo roam to
A slaughterhouse grave
What more will it take
For us to know this is not a test, oh no
This is cardiac arrest
Of a world too proud to admit our mistakes
Kissing the ground as we all fall from grace
This is a chance to set things straight
To bend or break the rules back into place
There is no middle ground, no compromise
We've drawn the line
With perfect aim, we stand back and throw
Glass windows break and it's
All about to blow
Lights go out as we pass the torch again
In hope that it stays lit
Neutrality means that you don't really care
Cause the struggle goes on even
When you're not there blind and unaware
That's how we'll know
This is not a test, oh no
This is cardiac arrest
Of a world too proud to admit our mistakes
We're crashing into the ground as
We all, yeah we all, all fall from grace