Under Falling Skies

(album: Caught In The Act - 2023)

Glasses raised the people broken
Dogs that whistle and show there tokens
Try as he might and with mite he tries
Nothing remains under falling skies

A last minute ditch. Is that the time?
A last minute ditch to commit the crime
Flirting with fate, foes to fraternize
Take them with you under falling skies

Everyone look left then hard turn right
Face to the north, look up to the light
They laugh at us and to our demise
They're coming from the falling skies

Raised by wealth he cries out in pain
For he has no say over when it rains
Born to a name now let fate decide
Will he survive under falling skies?

Digging down for precious stones
Plastic gems make glories gold
But they're still loved by family ties
Take them with you under falling skies