They’re pointing my way

I wake up like I’ve always done
I drink my coffee a day on the run
Pulling out money from threads that I’ve spun
Follow in the patterns of my mothers and fathers before 
I run the streets that I know too well, oh
Falling apart, I fell.

This sure look like a different place,
I see no trees, see no flowers, no bees, no 
All I see is what we left behind running blind 
Shallow seas on the rise

The time will come when the oceans rise
The time will come when the children cry out, “Who did this”? 
Will I look in their eyes and say?
It was me, point the gun my way

They’re pointing my way

Don’t know how to wake up
Take my coat on and straightened my back, ‘cause 
It might not be my life down the line
Is it true when they say there’s no time? No.

You might think we’re a lifetime apart
It might just be that I’m slow in the start
Time is now, want to make it across
Time is now, see the dust, we do not stand alone 
And the slow one will later be fast
The first one will later be last

Pointing my way 
They’re pointing my way

Let me try it, meet me there
Help me to find the caves we’ve built 
Tell me to reach that shore
Leave me to burn
And I will soon be coming your way
Oh, oh, savour the run 
Oh, oh, savour the run 
I’m coming your way.