Michael Webster - Waves

Oh well I know what you’re gonna say
That burdening constraint is wrapped around your head
And through that tainted glass, reflections of yourself
I want to coincide, but I can’t seem to work it out

And you’re fucking around
Modern science denied
Like drinking cyanide
Your ill oil addiction is the source of earth’s afflictions

Now all I see are sinking oil fields
We’re drowning in the waves of our dependencies
So scientists, please, invent me another world
The ice keeps falling down, it’s a problem we all share

But if you weren’t fucking around
Burning atmospheres
Maybe you’d see it clear
That your sole obligation is to preserve all of nature

I couldn’t concentrate on anything had trying to say
Your actions they did dictate a different course to what you’re going for
Oh I implore
Don’t stand in the hallway don’t block up the door
Oh no