Highest Branch

Picking up little pieces of a fantasy
Holding them to the light and wondering what they'd be
Part of an ethic, never dependent on a bribe
The Sun always shining, the features defining a real tribe

It's hard to believe it, baby girl
That we're just a pack of little warring animals
Swinging around on the highest branch
Hide your face in something else I guess
If you can find help, let me know
Think we're clever but we're only stubborn gamblers
Nothing to catch us if we fall
Time to make your peace

Big chimps with spectacles pretend they're made perfect
Can't admit to themselves those humble origins
Can't mention the weakness, not even think it, oh no
Good is a mirror, if you don't even care who you are

It's hard to believe it, baby girl
That we're just a pack of little warring animals
Swinging around on the highest branch
Hide your face in something else I guess
If you can find help, let me know
Think we're clever but we're only stubborn gamblers
Nothing to catch us if we fall
Time to make your peace