From the recording Science
Don’t Kill the Heroes widens the frame, mourning a culture that has forgotten adulthood and lost its mythic bearings, yet still calling us to rise, rebuild, and remember the stories that once held us together.
Lyrics
All we once were
Has fallen apart
Turned into noise
With no centre and no heart
A mirror inverted
A world out of phase
Everyone’s shouting
All in a rage
Adults really like children
Pretending to lead
Lost in a hunger that’s never relieved
Eyes full of screenburn
Souls running thin
Forgetting the shape of the adult within
And the mud on our hands
Is the proof of our fall
But the ground still remembers
The weight of us all
We’ve got to grow up
Stand where our fathers
And mothers stood tall
Learn how to carry
What’s heavy and good
What’s hard but is wise
Build back our families
The stories t
The awe
And find our way home
Way home
Hard to know
Where to find
Our way home
But the mud on our hands
Is the mark of the climb
Mark of the climb
And the mountain
Still remembers
The shape of us all
It is time to rise
From the mud
And stand tall
Stand tall
Stand tall
Myth is the map
We’ve forgotten how to read
But the old stories wait
For those of us
Who feel their need