On this stage it’s, just amazing

That we’ve paved in, paths to cage in

Our bruised imagination, of creating

A generation, with lack of patience

At this crossroads, of dysfunction

World gone mad with, a child’s corruption

When you believe the fantasy, you get a nightmare, see

There’s a conspiracy, now for anything

In the plastic hour

Heading for the precipice of who we are

In the plastic hour

Out the echo chambers, you know we’ve come this far

In the abyss I

See clearer with both eyes

We’ve witnessed the depths of, the power of great lies

An imagination, towards manipulation

Just ‘cause you think it

Don’t make it true

And the silence, is defending outrage is leveling

Heartbreak is hardening, spirits remarkably

Capsize the ugly impulse for othering

If gold lies beneath it, then truth cannot see it

In the plastic hour

Heading for the precipice of who we are

In the plastic hour

Out the echo chambers, you know we’ve come this far

If we’re our better angels, call them while we got wings

Treading on the water, hoping it keeps flowing

Fighting for tomorrow, it can bend or it can break

But when it comes to it, only got ourselves to blame

Just ‘cause you believe it

Don’t make it true

Just ‘cause you conceived it

Don’t give it proof

I’m done with the dog whistles

Screaming from the roof

In this plastic hour

What’s at stake is more than you

Breaking down the ceiling, climbing to the beacon

Warring with our instincts, deals with our own demons

Pointing fingers over who to blame as we take cover from the monster chasing myth grasping shadows in its midst

In the plastic hour

Heading for the precipice of who we are

In the plastic hour

Out the echo chambers, you know we’ve come this far

If we’re our better angels, call them while we got wings

Treading on the water, hoping it keeps flowing

Fighting for tomorrow, it can bend or it can break

But when it comes to it, only got ourselves to blame