The Summer Jam - Periphery

Cut up the planet for an illusion

Home isn’t far from where the resource is

Fusing distant lands

A sign of life is steadily ending

Call out so desperate for a way

The cries are readily sending

They beg of night to release the day

They’re calling out for a better way

(Cut up the planet for an illusion)

Coldest nights sometimes give way to brightest skies of blue

Moving onward carrying the life that’s in plain view

And we will carry with a thriving few

Corrupt the planet for evolution

Though what we see is not the fault of man

Only leaps and strides

Conjure a way to the heavens and suddenly

We suddenly ask ourselves if this light is worth the lie

Conjure a way to the heavens and suddenly

We suddenly ask ourselves if this light is worth the lie

Corrupt the planet for evolution

Though what we see is not the fault of man

Isn’t far from where the resource is

Stripped of ground by the hands of those who have built

A life surrounding causing quarantine

Reach for skies

Reach for a belief that this life equals something