Barometers Songtext
von We the Living

No horizon, what′s to blame?
The atmosphere, the things I trust
Columns kilometers high
Pressing down the earth and us
The air it seemed was feather light
Its sleight of hand is blinding us
Columns kilometers high
Pressing down upon our trust

Would you stay or would you go?
Barometers, barometers
Now's the time to gather stones
Barometers, barometers
I didn′t mean the words I sowed
Barometers, barometers


Forecast weather situations
Northern front is moving fast
Heavy columns miles deep
High and low marked on a map
Magnified by several stations
In locations marked on a map
Who is there my time of need?
Just several stations marked on a map

Would you stay or would you go?
Barometers, barometers
Now's the time to gather stones
Barometers, barometers
I didn't mean the words I sowed
Barometers

Pressure systems north and south
We′re the front to no one else
We′re a vacuum, you and I
We're collapsing on ourselves
Pressure systems north and south
We′re the front to no one else
We're a vacuum, you and I
We′re collapsing

Would you stay or would you go?
Barometers, barometers
Now's the time to gather stones
Barometers, barometers
I didn′t mean the words I sowed