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Into Thin Air

from Trail Of Mars by John McDaid

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lyrics

There's people in the streets
And they're all wearing sheets
Each with a pitchfork and torch
All marching together
Out to tar and feather
When they're not pissin' off the end of the porch
It's a fable we despise
A catafalque of lies
Drawn by a TV billionaire
Into thin air

We're in critical condition
It's an impossible mission
But we put up a good front
We do all our own stunts
We been hiding underground for months
Trying to be two places at once
When we're not anywhere; we're gone
Into thin air

We been ambushed by a nation
Where death is a vacation
Hanging by the skin of our teeth
Hopin' for a rain check
Livin' pay to paycheck
In the gray economy underneath
Trying to get to Friday
Sleeping in the doorways
Of a long-ago Times Square vanished
Into thin air

We're in critical condition
It's an impossible mission
But we put up a good front
We do all our own stunts
We're the targets in this witchhunt
Trying to be two places at once
When we're not anywhere; we're gone
Into thin air

There is no contradiction
Between the altar of conviction
And the suck of the memory hole
We're tending our incisions
As we're tortured by these visions
In the dark night of the soul
Watching Cain and Able
At the kitchen table,
Playing double solitaire, off
Into thin air

We're in critical condition
It's an impossible mission
But we put up a good front
We do all our own stunts
Locked in countertransference
Trying to be two places at once
When we're not anywhere; we're gone
Into thin air

Now's the time for cunning
Gotta hit the ground running
With every gadget in our bag of tricks
A better world is waiting
In the future we're creating
But we better make it quick
If we wanna dodge disaster
This has to happen faster
Before it's all fucked beyond repair, lost
Into thin air

We're in critical condition
It's an impossible mission
But we put up a good front
We do all our own stunts
We been hiding underground for months
Locked in countertransference
Targets of this witchhunt
Fuck it. Let's just roll up a blunt
Trying to be two places at once
When we're not anywhere; we're gone
Into thin air

credits

from Trail Of Mars, released October 2, 2020
Bass: Craig Akin
Dobro: Abbie Gardner
Drums: Eric Parker
Guitar, vocal: John McDaid

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John McDaid Portsmouth, Rhode Island

Award-winning science fiction writer, freelance journalist, folk/filk singer-songwriter.

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