The Drums Songtext
von carter ward

Get ready for the new age man
If you didn′t know yet
Then you got no plan
Better off just staying in bed
Better yet, just stay in your head
Oh, the books open
But they words aren't read
The plants are all dead
And I haven′t found the water yet
Lay it down in the dirt to rest
Dig it up in the Sunday best, singing

"I need something to do
I need something to think
I need another drink
I want an open sea
I want heavy wind
I want the ship to carry me in"

And the heavens will open up in real time
See the angels all floating round Jupiter's light


The jet landed at 6 a.m.
He didn't know where
But he got there then
Checked out in the citizens land
Threw bread to the daily hand
From the mountain tops
To the river rocks
Everything was beautifully manicured
A lot to see gotta keep the details blurred
A lot of things to cover the dirt
A lot of things to get done
So many things to get done

When the drums come marching
Better pick the side that wins
Lay siege to the other one
When the drums come marching in
Take it for a gift
It′s a mare-type-myth
It′s a one way trip
It's a brutal sky
It′s a pink sunset backdrop
To the sinking shipwreck

A lot of things to get done
So many things to get done
And the heavens will open up in real time
And flood with light