Lyrics
We’re in the middle of a falling
Whatever happens will be off
Into a new current,
New name, new pattern.
It’s gonna happen in the mirror
Moving the Black into a silver
As the gold stamps down
And demand its paper
But we’ve gotta keep going,
We’ve gotta keep going
Loud into the crowd
As a voice rings out with the new sound.
We’ve gotta keep going,
We’ve gotta keep going,
Orchestra of towns
As the fragments join
And the old step down.
Look at the image in the mirror
The orange man is in a fever
As the bluebird brings the news in the morning.
Everyone acting like they’re children,
Yell at each other, no one listens
As we pose, filter, and post
How we all know what should happen
But we’ve gotta keep going,
We’ve gotta keep going
Loud into the crowd
As a voice rings out with the new sound.
We’ve gotta keep going,
We’ve gotta keep going,
Orchestra of towns
As the fragments join
And the old step down.
We’re gonna get what we give to each other.
We’re gonna move with the word of the land.
We’re gonna get what we give to each other.
We’re gonna get what we give to ourselves.
But we’ve gotta keep going,
We’ve gotta keep going
Loud into the crowd
As a voice rings out with the new sound.
We’ve gotta keep going,
We’ve gotta keep going,
Orchestra of towns
As the fragments join
And the old step down.
Written by: Emanuel Ayvas, Kevin Plessner


