Текст песни Swarms - Hail the Ghost

Every morning I can't stand looking at what
I see again, the swarms are coming
And people running, quicker to judge and adjudicating
The swarms are coming. And my friend Joe
Playing music for us from the tightrope and he knows
They're coming with their knives but
He takes our minds away to dance with the waves in the air
We're existing, barely living, through microscopes and tiny screens
The swarms are coming. And people looking
Barely loving, through chambers of the loaded keys
The swarms are coming. Time is falling down around our days
Is it worth stepping through those ropes again?
Come from a place of love, come from a place of love
Come from a place of love, come from a place of love
Come from a place of love, in what you do
Come from a place of love, in what you say
Come from a place of love, in how you feel
Come from a place of love, the swarms are here
Come from a place of love, in what you do
Come from a place of love, in what you say
Come from a place of love, in how you feel
Come from a place of love, the swarms are here