Yaki Margulies - Thresher

I don’t know what I will be
I fear the day I start to slip
I don’t know what I was hoping to believe
But I know this isn’t it
It pays well to have no heart
We’ll choke the ground and drown the coasts
Pretty soon there will be no one left at all
Just the most expensive ghosts
Whose hand is in the wheat thresher
Whose blood is in the field
When did we stop sleeping at all
Why do we feel the way we feel
You get folded in this sandpaper world until you’re tough
I used to be gentle now I’m calloused and it’s hard to care enough
All I know I learned at the start
Taught me wrong from right
The wolves stand tall on the animals’ backs
Then drag them into the night
Oh we’re all gonna pay
We forget that tomorrow’s another day
We’re gonna throw it all away
Those wolves make sure that some good dogs don’t get their say
And we just pray
Whose hand is in the wheat thresher
Whose blood is this in the field
When did we stop looking each other in the eye
Why do I feel the way I feel
Please don’t slip away

Written by:
Jacob Margulies

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