If nothing gold is going to stay
Then why would something rotten to the bone
And when the pendulum does sway
Who's going to row your seasick sailors home
Dinners done, but you still scrounge for morsels
Regaling us of your feats
Choking while you gorge and chortle
And should seeds sift through
To start anew
You'll be turning in your tomb
It's your death rattle
Face it, there's a whole new animal
And you're just a dying breed
So give to the pull
A changing landscape is your nightmare
Rips you from slumber in the coldest sweat
Can't face a world you can't remember
If it lays yonder, it's a lethal threat
Who passed controls to such misguided hands
Better brace for impact
The beach should read here may you see the tyrant
But if your whole plan's
Just bold grandstands
Guess I'll write help in the sand
It's your death rattle
Face it, there's a whole new animal
And you're just a dying breed
So give to the pull
Changing winds intensifying
Blow you off course and leave you behind
The rope you cling to is straining and it
Won't be long until it rips
Afloat in a sea that's draining
When the ebb and flow
Gets tough to row
Cut loose all you've kept in tow
It's your death rattle
Face it, there's a whole new animal
And you're just a dying breed
So give to the pull
It's your death rattle
Face it, there's a whole new animal
And you're just a dying breed
So give to the