paroles de chanson Cry Wolf - Dirt Poor Robins

Isn't it funny
That the sky is falling again?
When our necks are barely holding up our heads
So gather the children for war before
They grow to know there's more than keeping score

So we all cry wolf
Cry wolf

Aren't we so lucky
That the sky is falling again?
Corral the herd the news is sinking in
For when you sound the alarm
The howl will drive the sheep into your arms

So we all cry wolf
Cry wolf

We've only seen a blurry image
A clump of pixels in the sky
We're sifting through the grainy footage
We strain our eyes, we strain our eyes
It was framed before we witnessed
Contradictions were dismissed
Now we can't see what it really is
What it really is

Cry wolf
Cry wolf
Cry wolf

Isn't it lovely
That the sky is falling again?