Hotel Earth

I stay up late on the fire escape

Looking for higher ground

The Powers that be are digging black holes

Tearing my rainbows down

The place where I live is full of store-bought men

Sad eyed girls, alone

Becomes real clear the longer I’m here

This house is not my home

Strange times, Hotel Earth, sun going down, 

light getting worse 

Strange times, in every room, 

I raise my glass to the rebel moon 

On every floor the TVs blaze

Turning passion into stone

I’m holding out at the top of the stairs

Destination … unknown

The halls are full of hollow men

Telling me What to feel,

Follow their plan, I become another man 

Asleep behind the wheel

Strange times, Hotel Earth, sun going down, 

light getting worse 

Strange times in the land of the free, 

I raise my glass to those who see 

Morning breaks and I’m still awake, listening to the Spirit Winds cry

The sun rises up, a cathedral of fire, explodes across the oil slick skies

The dreamless men have taken my land

Built this house of pain

And I’ll fight them with every breath I take

Until it’s home again

Strange times, Hotel Earth, Sun going down, 

light getting worse

Strange times and growing cold, 

I raise my glass to the last free souls