Let Babylon Burn — What Was All The Hurry For

Just a little longer…
Just a little more…
Out past where the streetlights end,
No smile to wear, no back to bend
Birch bark pale against the night,
Black bog water catching light
Pine needles caught inside a sleeve,
No need to ask permission to breathe
Ohhh, what was all the hurry for?
A little longer… a little more
Let the whole world carry on
Nothing owed until the dawn.
What was all the hurry fooor
Just a little longer…
Just a little more…
You can read the price on every shelf,
But nothing growing by itself
So easy not to want a thing
Till hunger has its say
No clue which leaves, no clue which roots.
An empty bag beside the boots
The road back runs beneath the trees.
Even freedom needs to eat
Ohhh, what was all the hurry for
A little longer… a little more.
Let the whole world carry on
Nothing owed until the dawn.
What was all the hurry fooor
Just a little longer…
Just a little more…
A throat worn raw beneath the pines,
The birch leaves moving all the same
Nothing broken in the sky.
Nothing fixed by all that pain
Ohhh, what was all the hurry for?
A little longer… a little more
Let the whole world carry on
Nothing owed until the dawn.
What was all the hurry fooor
Just a little longer…
Just a little more…
Not enough to live on
Enough to feel alive.
Just a little longer…
Just a little more…
Just a little longer…
Till hunger wins