This Isn't Farmlife

We're not breaking any records yet

I stare at maps all day, a charade in the sunset

I read the news with all its angles bent

And blame my confusion on designs intelligent

Too many things, too many things to keep my mind on



I was rehearsing for the Iliad

A social siege to end the war, yeah

Arrows and bows, aiming everywhere we go

This isn't farmlife



I was sleeping in dunes at night, the southern land

By day I sail on the cannibal sea

I'm breathing in this heavy water, oh



In my kingdom in my stratosphere

My girl hustles words to fools in particular

And from the safety of an overcoat

She wears a wire that runs all the way to Stockholm



Arrows and bows, aiming everywhere we go

This isn't farm life



An eye for an eye, under the microscope a mythic paradise

Another year, another try, on we go, on we go