We Are Being Reduced - Thrush Hermit

Take the hand that takes away

And keep it in your pocket

Take the words that I say

And launch them in a rocket

As they leave the atmosphere

Watch their meaning disappear

Apologies that no one hears, my dear

I’m wearing out my vocal chords

Because I am alone and bored

Will you take me up to 24,000 feet Concorde?

Hearts are broken everyday

By those who take their love away

Mistaking satellites for stars in bars

Above the earth we receive the news:

We are being reduced