The a fictive line they call it border control
a stone that shines they’ve named it gold
metal coins that call it currency
look at the oppinion poll
a chain of actions and accidents
a breach of promise mr. president
paper pushers keep seated pleas e
they do as they are told
for a moment you believed your own lie
that you were going home this Christmas night
to share the joy with a family
to feel safe at home
but then you come to realize
the future doesn’t look that bright
you ankles twinge as you try to walk
you stand at the edge alone
a paperboy and a papergirl
paper money and paper work
some paper thin paper notes
a peper doll reciting quotes
paperjam in the paper feed
bereaucrazy must be impeached
a paperclip for the paper trail
we are going off the rail
for a moment you believed your own lie
that you were going home this Christmas night
to share the joy with a family
to feel safe at home
but then you come to realize
the future doesn’t look that bright
you ankles twinge as you try to walk
you stand at the edge alone