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