Broken Toys

Words and music by Seth Warren

A Stone Throw From A Glass House

And so we play with broken toys
The silence permeates, consuming all the noise
You try to hold it but your grip is loosening
No more noise
Broken toys

You lay the blade against my skin
Apply some pressure, let’s begin
You say you need it – it will kill you in the end
Bleeding skin
Let’s begin

Feels like an army marching on
A force ten million units strong
Sit down and protest – it’s your empty victory
Army strong
Marching on

And so we play with broken toys
If silence is so loud, we’re killing all the noise
You fight no longer, it’s so easy giving in
No more noise
Broken toys