In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Your heart, your home, your voice, it's got a price tag
Sign in blood, bury your rights in a body bag
They're feeding fear through the fault lines
You heard it here first, they got your freedoms on the front line
Prime time, the noose at our throats
Our liberties hands run with blood of the scapegoats
So tell me, how can we demonize
When we can't see life through another's eyes
Pay 'em off and play 'em off
Fear rolls like a reaper through the streets of the lost
Pay 'em off and play 'em off
But in the eyes of the storm
The truth drops like a bomb
The truth drops like a bomb
The battle is on
Hands in chains for a fist full of dollars
Who do we blame for the holes in our knowledge
The past you know has been written by the victor
So I ask you now, who is it writing your future
The butcher, the liar, the thief or the killer
Your freedom died quiet in the halls of power
Starved for peace we'll eat war until it kills us
Six feet deep with a belly full of bullets
Pay 'em off and play 'em off
Fear rolls like a reaper through the streets of the lost
Pay 'em off and play 'em off
But in the eyes of the storm
The truth drops like a bomb
The truth drops like a bomb
The battle is on
The hate runs deep but our hopes cut deeper
Now we walk through the valley in the shadow of the reaper
Money talks, and it's speaking in tongues
They put a price on our soul, like they had already won
Now open wide
I see their jaws locked tight
Silent in the moment, like prey in the floodlights
The signal is static, baptised in fire
Now we see how they talk
With a mouth full of barbed wire
Absolute power [x3]
Absolute power corrupts absolutely
Absolute power [x3]
Absolute power corrupts
The truth drops like a bomb
The truth drops like a bomb
The battle is on
The truth drops like a...
Absolute power corrupts absolutely
Sign in blood, bury your rights in a body bag
They're feeding fear through the fault lines
You heard it here first, they got your freedoms on the front line
Prime time, the noose at our throats
Our liberties hands run with blood of the scapegoats
So tell me, how can we demonize
When we can't see life through another's eyes
Pay 'em off and play 'em off
Fear rolls like a reaper through the streets of the lost
Pay 'em off and play 'em off
But in the eyes of the storm
The truth drops like a bomb
The truth drops like a bomb
The battle is on
Hands in chains for a fist full of dollars
Who do we blame for the holes in our knowledge
The past you know has been written by the victor
So I ask you now, who is it writing your future
The butcher, the liar, the thief or the killer
Your freedom died quiet in the halls of power
Starved for peace we'll eat war until it kills us
Six feet deep with a belly full of bullets
Pay 'em off and play 'em off
Fear rolls like a reaper through the streets of the lost
Pay 'em off and play 'em off
But in the eyes of the storm
The truth drops like a bomb
The truth drops like a bomb
The battle is on
The hate runs deep but our hopes cut deeper
Now we walk through the valley in the shadow of the reaper
Money talks, and it's speaking in tongues
They put a price on our soul, like they had already won
Now open wide
I see their jaws locked tight
Silent in the moment, like prey in the floodlights
The signal is static, baptised in fire
Now we see how they talk
With a mouth full of barbed wire
Absolute power [x3]
Absolute power corrupts absolutely
Absolute power [x3]
Absolute power corrupts
The truth drops like a bomb
The truth drops like a bomb
The battle is on
The truth drops like a...
Absolute power corrupts absolutely
Lyrics submitted by furyroad97
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