In Desperate Need

Endless miles of concrete, infinite tons of asphalt

Lifeless pavement getting rougher lately in the distance you can see so faintly

Empty towers of granite stretching up above the planet

Face it, all of us are here together, don't tell me that we're trapped forever

In desperate need of breath with hope the weak may breathe

What makes you think you're free when you're in desperate need?

Ill wind sounding thunder turbulent angry vapor

We are prisoners of our own behavior

Born of flesh through pain and labor

Now let it be understood, idols carved of wood offer convenient wings

Now let it be understood, idols carved of wood offer convenient wings

Crowds of lonely faces vanishing open spaces

We are threatened by those around us, sheltered by those who are closest

In desperate need of warmth, with hope the cold will leave

What makes you think you're free when you're in desperate need?