Freeway – Angels & Devils

Absorbed by the ocean
Gasping for air
Of monsters and heroes and men
We’ll survive
We are the drivers yet we feel driven

We are the drivers yet we feel driven
A Y to the sky
That perfection’s within is

Here on the ground
Either way. We’ll survive

By market stall traders
He had a vision
Manic with vision
I’m in awe of you Either way.
Damned by the slip of a pen
His song fell upon us
Fooled by a flashlight
Over rats tailed from gutters
Either way. I’m in awe of you
Moths in the moonlight
He climbs onto boxes
Moths in the moonlight
Now mostly rubble
Which broke the receiver
Drained of his purpose

Rambling poets
Under the freeway
Caught in a jam jar
He falls off the quayside
Feeding their litters
Under the stars
We buried his treasure along with the bones
Rambling poets
Arms held aloft
Innocent witness
Connect us to hope
Bookie mouth brokers
Under the power lines
Which prick us and call us
Laughing and crying
Thousand yard stare
We’ll survive Either way.
Pickpockets ghost through the crowd
Angels and demons
Manic with vision
I’m in awe of you Either way.
We’ll survive
We’ll survive Either way.
He testified
To fill up with stories
Conjuring devils
We’ll survive. Either way. We’ll survive
Receiving transmission
Feral kids fight
Stray cats with fish heads
Rotten fruit sellers
The hungry still gather
Rolled by the tide
Either way. I’m in awe of you
Surface to air
Gasping for air
Caught in a jam jar
Fooled by a flashlight
Toothless and grey haired

We’re reckless and hopeless
Only the children see shape to his tone
Which crackle and sparkle