The Death Of All That's Fair

"The Death Of All That's Fair"
2011

I've ventured far and often wide
To see the things I've been denied
But here inside your darling room
I sense discontent is now in bloom
For you hate your place upon the top
Of the pedestal from which you've dropped
Your sense of self-respect below
Hoping it wouldn't make a sound or show
That the things I see can't be unseen
But that don't mean we can't come clean
And say the things we want to say
Before they take our voice away
So darling scream until your lungs
Use every single breath of air
And I will be awake and waiting here
To mourn the death of all that's fair
I've ventured far and far too close
To find the things nobody knows
Like a moth with eyes on pretty flames
I fell victim to their petty games
Yet here I stand so tall and resolute
With my own horn to proudly toot
But I'd much prefer to share with you
If you could bare a better point of view
'Cause the things I see can't be unseen
But that don't mean we can't come clean
And say the things we want to say
Before they take our voice away
So darling scream until your lungs
Use every single breath of air
And I will be awake and waiting here
To mourn the death of all that's fair
Then darling scream until you see
The way things were, supposed to be
It's then you'll see their lack of care
For all that's just and just a little fair
They'd much prefer to tilt the odds
Until they greet the greener gods
That they fold and often place upon
The pedestal from which you've gone
Away in search of calmer tides
That a change of scenery provides
But me, I'll just stay here and wait
As this world becomes a cleaner slate
Whether it be the waves or shining sun
Mother will get rid of everyone
Then maybe I will sit atop the ash
Asking what good, was all your worshipped cash
'Cause the things I see can't be unseen
But it's too late we can't come clean
And say the things we want to say
'Cause Mother took the world away
So I will scream until my lungs
Use every single breath of air
And the souls asleep and waiting here
Are just as dead as all that's fair