Spreading far,
to the farthest shore
Moving slowly, unimpeded
Wake up to the fact that the dirt spreads farther then 
before
It clings to the coast line,
the stakes are rising
From minute, to minute , to minute
Take your grievance to the summit
Take your grievance to the summit
Get shot down on the tarmac
The bubble bursts,
there�s burning plastic
Obscuring the skyline
How many ways does the same message need to be sent?
The sands are shifting, the veil�s lifted. Impetus will 
push us, don�t give up
And stop the wheels from turning
And stop the wheels from turning
And stop the wheels from turning