Woorden: Belvedere. Quicksand.

when art is all but gone
will anybody care
all creativity becomes standard fare
I think we're closer than it seems to the equator,
it's burning everything
at what point does it explode,
at what point do we scream
turn the knowledge we've aqcuired into action on deceit

it must be closer than it seems to a total fiasco
charcoal horizons, they're rising
the situation calls for a decision
put your drink down slowly, think it through
option one watch yourself slowly sink in
number two hold on for anything

at what point does it explode,
what moment do we scream


it must be closer than it seems to a total fiasco
charcoal horizons, they're rising

the situation calls for a decision
put your drink down slowly, think it through
option one watch yourself slowly sink in
number two hold on for anything

(always armored) the situation calls for a decision
(eyes forward) put your drink down slowly, think it through
(always armored) option one watch yourself slowly sink in
(always) nuber two hold on