The Fireside Lyrics

You won't miss the water ‘til the well runs dry
Can't appreciate the taste with a bountiful supply
Don't know what it's like to live until you barely survive
I don't know what it's like to feel alive

If you're dumb enough to witness this insipid, wasteful christening
You're dumb enough to listen when they say the water's glistening
And as you scrape the bottom of this desiccated hole
You're told the water's rising and the well's completely full
But it's not without its comforts, like an aching in your side
If you can tolerate the thirst, the thirst eventually subsides

If you're overextended, underprepared
(It will run its course)
What was the time that death was declared?
(It's almost over)
And every day now, it's getting worse
(It can't get worse)
Year after year, verse after verse
(This is full disclosure)
Overextended and under the gun

Put your faith in god, but keep your powder dry
Because god sends nuts to those who have no teeth
Love the son, spoil the rod
Make sure it's satisfied
Cut the ground from underneath your feet

Because we're mired in the depths of this
What we're told is a chrysalis
We're eager for the blissful kiss of death
Because the fireside chats are comforting
While the population's wondering
If suffering's not the only option left
If suffering's not the only option left

If you're overextended, underprepared
(It will run its course)
What was the time that death was declared?
(It's almost over)
And every day now, it's getting worse
(It can't get worse)
Year after year, verse after verse
(This is full disclosure)
Overextended and under the gun

And when they came for the crib
They came for the table and the drapes on the walls
They came for the clothes from the backs on my kids
My god, they came for it all

Ten years of a white flag, waving in the wind
Ghost town, ghost country
No sign of the sleeping
And all we needed was a reason

Ten years in a body bag, waiting in the wings
No god, no country
No sign of the sleeping
And all we needed was a reason

Ten years of a white flag, waving in the wind
Ghost town, ghost country
No sign of the sleeping
And all we needed was a reason

Ten years in a body bag, waiting in the wings
No god, no country
No sign of the sleeping
And all we needed was a reason
And you gave us one

I've got a job for every able-bodied man
Munition factories for women and children
And all we needed was a reason
And you gave us one
You gave us one

I've got a job for every able-bodied man
Munition factories for women and children
And all we needed was a reason
And you gave us one, gave us one

Ten years of a white flag, waving in the wind
Ghost town, ghost country
No sign of the sleeping
And all we needed was a reason