With Broken Wings

With Broken Wings - Mark Heard/Whiteheart

From new york city

To babylon

Like the tooth and the claw

There's the law of

The missile and gun

When eden fell

We gained our shame

And from that age to this

There has been no significant change

With broken wings

We beat the air

And as we plummet

We pretend that we don't care

With broken wings

We walk the earth

And wonder how much is

All of our recklessness worth

From glassy towers

With glassy eyes

We indulge in the view while the

Scum of the city walk by

We soo the our sorrows

We drown our guilt

With the icons and idols

That hang on the walls

We have built

With broken wings

We beat the air

And as we plummet

We pretend that we don't care

With broken wings

We walk the earth

And wonder how much is

All of our recklessness worth

Ohh oh oh ohh

Ohh oh oh ohh

And so we breathe

Until we die

The acropolis crumbles

While humbleness threatens to die

The culture fiddles

While it cries

The accompaniments to such

A sad self inflicted demise

With broken wings

We beat the air

And as we plummet

We pretend that we don't care

With broken wings

We walk the earth

And wonder how much is

All of our recklessness worth

And wonder how much is

All of our recklessness worth