Bucket Full of Holes [Motown Version]
[Intro]
[Verse]
I watched men build unholy empires On the bloody bones of sacrifice Calling it strength Calling it devotion While using minors as a vice
Building bunkers underground
The cowards hid their faces
Acting like they have a hand
While creation’s holding aces.
[Bridge]
Years mistaking ownership For authority and grace Trying to force tomorrow Into a shape I could embrace
Wearing coldness like it's armour Polished by a servant's hand Mistaking distance for wisdom And detachment as a master plan
[Chorus]
Coldness cannot fight the fire It wasn’t engineered to last One survives by hiding The other burns away the mask
One depends on obfuscation
The other a human heart Every empire built on extraction Was falling from the start
[Verse]
Manufacturing thunder Selling fear through TV screens Turning neighbours into enemies And roads to bloody streams
Every crisis fed the empire Every liar played their part But dependence isn’t freedom Like a horse is not the cart
Measuring wealth in numbers Building systems of control
Watching ignorance attempt to fill
A bucket full of holes
[Bridge]
Generations spent mistaking Authority for grace Trying to force tomorrow Into a shape I could embrace
Wearing coldness like it's armour Polished by a servant's hand Mistaking distance for wisdom And detachment as a master plan
[Chorus]
Coldness cannot fight the fire It wasn’t engineered to last One survives by hiding The other burns away the mask
One depends on obfuscation
The other a living heart Every empire built on extraction Was falling from the start
[Verse]
Watching orchards growing Without permission from a throne I learned the deepest forms of power Were never mine to own
The river never seeks dominion The seed never forces the spring Eternity keeps on unfolding
And participation is everything.
[Outro]
Copyright Taun A. Richards 2012