Glass Houses

Hear our leader shout out like a barking dog
There's a black Sun that's crawled in the throat of him
And his darkest illusion is not even movie stars trapping the light from the bright screen
Electronic eyes are upon you
And the steam shovel digs far beneath you
And the folk in the ivory castles
Fall on deaf ears their selected masters

I've been thinking about our condition
The cause and effect of our recent decisions
Sealed up and scaled down we spin in this moment
Dispassionate decoys of power and adjunct
Desperate but mindful the goalposts keep moving
The fear of technology alternate futures
Tobacco on the floor
God has spoken
Only win back the night once it's open
We drink back the night through my eyes through my ears
Sulfurous yellow throw rocks in glass houses
Making me feel more than just empty
Deliver my shit by drone
My car can drive me home
Too many lines crossed and glass doesn't bleed
Moments of quiet allow me to breathe
The wealth of nations falls through the cracks
Into the pockets of hucksters and quacks
This bombardment of endless messages

But this is the best
But this is the best
But this is the best