Back Stage Room - The Riot Before

I’m living it up in a back stage room

Chasing the sleep from exhausted eyes

Each moment enthroned and paraded through streets

We wave and we scream as it passes by

Can’t reconcile the life I knew

The forgotten basement ignored nights

Holding signs on the corners «so hungry will work»

Watching eyes fast divert and then drive on by

The trees always falling in silence

No crash, no bang just an emptiness

The trucks drive away with trunks tied down, secured

To bring back a little of the forest

That’s how it’s going to go

As long as we keep on building

I just pack my bags and leave

Losing my grip of a back stage room

As habit devours and colors die

Chasing the moments through blockaded streets

I beg and I plead, oh god don’t pass me by

Can’t you just move in and stay

The streetlights give as the brighter sun arrives

The past night slips to the memory’s broken drives

With all the roads we will never again

Walk down strange and foreign

But there’s hope just over the edge of the horizon

I’ll find a home in these back stage rooms

But never get used to the passing time