New Low

I wanna ride this feeling into the night

I wanna see how far

Nights are fleeting, you know they are

I wanna see if we can take this

From flame to fire

Heat is fleeting but hearts are beating hard

Out in the street, three times this week

New threats, new lows

If this gets us to our feet and grows

Who knows

Hey, did you stand on side lines?

I didn't show up

How did you sleep so long?

How many hours til doubt moves on?

And while we wait in our house slippers

And read about the war

Boiling over, coming under the door

Out in the street, three times this week

New threats, new lows

If this gets us to our feet and grows

Who knows

New lows

We'll ride to new highs

Look, look, look, look, look, look, look at your feet

It's a grey area

Somewhere in the fine print buried deep

It's a grey area

Where all the excuses come to meet

It's a grey area

School's betting on fossil fuel

Black and white

Out in the street, three times this week

New threats, new lows

If this gets us to our feet and grows

Who knows