Emergency

Matt Parker

It’s an emergency
It’s time to follow through
This fateful spell
This hateful shell
This view

If only you’d permit yourself
To see the vision before your eyes
The intervening years
The fading cheers
The garden full of wine

(Chorus)
A million voices calling out to me
Timeless cries
Dragged through history
Chaotic laughter
Formed from background noise
Echoes across the void

It’s an emergency
Our only chance is running out
We roll the dice
We pay the price
We doubt

And so we carry on
Without a thought, without a sound
With all the poisoning
And the torturing
We turn and face the crowd