The Hawk In Paris - Put Your Arms Around Me

Welcome to the fracture Here in the the land of broken things We burned our history lessons In the fire of childhood kings When we run out of ammunition When we exhaust our last defense And we go from screams to whispers This might all make more sense We've finally disconnected We are unemotional And the anthems we are singing Don't mean anything at all We're afraid of our conclusions What we love will kill us first And the way to tell the difference From what we hate only makes things worse Put your arms around me Put your arms around me now Put your arms around me Put your arms around me now We are objects without motion Set this way by force When our broken hearts gives bad ideas It caused the great divorce We found suburbi-anderthal In it's natural state It acts and looks just like us all But we still don't relate Rolling windows up in neighborhoods We drive through in our cars Most days we can avoid them So things will stay the way they are Put your arms around me Put your arms around me now Put your arms around me Put your arms around me now I can hear the sounds of violins In every word you breathe And the worst of what's become of you Is what's become of me I can feel your hands are shaking While you reach into the night Don't let go I'll hold on tight Put your arms around me Put your arms around me now Put your arms around me Put your arms around me now