Reach EP


  • Reach3:42
  • Following the Buffalo4:35
  • Not One More3:12
  • Roses in the Snow4:54
  • What For4:13

REACH

You say there's no place for me any more / No place for the faces and faiths you abhor / We are outside looking in / You say me must lose for you to win / How can I reach you / I beseech you / Lay down your hate / Before its too late for us / You build wicked walls around your heart / All strangers are dangerous / You keep them apart / Whatever it takes to feel safe / Whatever it takes to feel great / CHORUS / Where is the ground that we can all share / Where is the language we can all hear / What can we do to heal these wounds / What can we do to start anew / CHORUS / How can I reach you / I beseech you / Lay down your hate / It's not too late for us


FOLLOWING THE BUFFALO

Gasping for Nordic air / Some brief relief / From this city's stubborn stare / And the syrup smoke we breath / Earth is spinning in fever / Crying bitter rain / Groaning as we seed her / With our poison plastic plague / We are following the buffalo to eternity / We're just an empty echo of who we could be / Giant glacier skyscrapers grind the ground / While greedy hands peel the earth and pull her tall trees down / Night stalks like a hunter / We listen in the dark at the anger in thunder and the sorrow in stars / We are following the buffalo to eternity / We're just an empty echo of who we could be / We strive for immortality puffed up with pride / We carve our mark on the centuries while our trash rides the tides / Feigning fulfillment from trinkets that we buy / Eyes planted on the pavement and blind to the sky / We are following the buffalo to eternity / We're just and empty echo of who we could be / Of who we could be


NOT ONE MORE

A bullet flies / Someone dies / Someone cries goodbye / In this slaughters sons and daughters won't be coming home tonight / Not one more / why is that so much to hope for / Not one more / Not one more / Mothers march and mothers pray / Please don't take my child today / In the streets and in the house / Just how loudly can we say / Not one more / Why is that so much to hope for / Not one more / Not one more / Hatred, hatred when guns are sacred / Lawmakers for hire / Bought and sold with gun-blood gold / By bold-faced liars / Not one more / Why is that so much to hope for / Not one more / Not one more / Silence settles like dust where they played / Mothers still miss them every day / Not one more / Why is that so much to hope for / Not one more / Not one more / Not one / Not one / Not one / Not one more


ROSES IN THE SNOW
​I card the wool / To make it clean / Been at this mill since I was fourteen / My father bought papers / That state my age / I've been working here since that day /  / I am marching in the dark / Soaked by fire hoses / And I am singing in the snow / For bread and roses /  / This morning I walked / To work in the snow / Watched by the black mill windows / They watch what we do / So we watch what we say / For the water we drink they take our pay /  / We are marching in the dark / Soaked by fire hoses / And we are singing in the snow / For bread and roses /  / There's women that don't / Speak the language like me / There's women with five and six mouths to feed / They work the long days / They don't much complain / Get up each day just to start in again /  / We are marching in the dark / Soaked by fire hoses / And we are singing in the snow / For bread and roses /  / So wrapped up in shawls / To ward off the cold / I take my sign and step out the door / I carry these words / Like a candle of hope / Like the flame you find / In a single red rose /  / I am marching in the dark / Soaked by fire hoses / And I am singing in the snow / For bread and roses /  / We are marching in the dark / Soaked by fire hoses / And we are singing in the snow / For bread and roses / Bring us roses in the snow


​WHAT FOR
The ovens throw an awful heat / The worst the world has known / They pry the gold right from your teeth / Before they burn your bones / When distance and difference / Turn to hate / Horror incinerates / In the name of state /  / Where is the peace / They're still waging war / While we wonder what for /  / Your skin strips tissue thin / Beneath a hot black rain / You fall and you crawl while wishing / For innocence again / When distance and difference / Turn to hate / Horror hangs up a cloud / That never dissipates /  / Where is the peace / They're still waging war / While we wonder what for /  / The runners' route / The market square / The subways and cafes / The bomber's blast plucks innocents / From ordinary days /  / Where is the peace / They're still waging war / While we wonder what for /  / An eye for an eye makes everyone blind / You think we might have learned this time /  / Where is the peace / They're still waging war / While we wonder what for / What for