Sunrise In The Desert

© 2012 Mark Cote

ones without perspective
follow the cold objective
from those who stand tall
smile at you while they make you small

the birds cry into the night
why are they blue..oo..oo..oo

thoughts of a drone collective
could not be so objective
subtle blood no one knows
for in their eyes they see their nose

the birds cry into the night
why are they blue..oo..oo..oo

(chorus)  and the sunrise in the desert
                  built by grains of sand
                  sunrise in the desert
                  dirty money dirty hands
                  sunrise in the desert
                  illusions of promised lands

hind-sighted inspirations
and acts of desperation
won't stop the hands of time
whether you whether me

and the birds cry into the night
why are they blue..oo..oo..oo

life in aggravation
double-talking frustration
clouded minds walk along
life is such a simple song

the birds cry into the night
why are they blue..oo..oo..oo

(chorus)