All Systems Red
Calexico Lyrics

Felt a tremor stir beneath my breath
I sensed a disturbance within me, like an omen of impending chaos.

That forecasts storms on the gallup poll
This sense of foreboding predicts bad news in the political sphere.

Waking up from the nightmare news
I'm suddenly aware of the horror happening in the world around me.

Hoping to read a sign in the morning air
I'm searching for some hint of a better future in the world around me.

Nothing changes here and nothing improves
People say that this place is stagnant, and there's no hope for progress.

All say my friends who just want out
My companions all desire to escape from this place of despair.

And leave these troubles behind
They hope to abandon their problems in pursuit of a better life elsewhere.

Scatter like paper in the eye of the storm
In their desperation to leave, they disperse like debris in a chaotic tempest.

Documented with a silenced note
Their departure is noted, but their voices and opinions are suppressed and unheard.

That's only heard from far away
Their cries for help and change are only audible in the distance, beyond reach.

More cards in play, following suit
The situation is becoming more complex and unpredictable, with multiple factors impacting outcomes.

Everywhere you look, you only see red
Everywhere you turn, there are warning signs and danger signals, signaling trouble ahead.

Wonder when to call off the race
It's unclear when to abandon this dangerous path and seek an alternative course.

Watching a horse running down its last legs
The situation is deteriorating rapidly, and things are getting worse by the minute.

When you think it couldn't get much worse
Just when you think the situation has hit rock bottom, it somehow manages to get even worse.

The numbers rise on the death toll
The body count is rapidly increasing, with more and more people dying every day.

And the chimes of freedom flash and fade
The symbols of hope and freedom that used to inspire us are now losing their power and influence.

Only heard from far, far away
These once-inspiring sounds are now faint and distant, and offer little hope.

I hear you can't trust in your own
It's dangerous to rely on your own instincts and intuition, as even they may be distorted and unreliable.

Now the grey is broken in the early morn
As dawn breaks, the once-timid colors of the sky are now riven with fiery reds and oranges, signaling the coming day's troubles.

And the words forming barely have a voice
Even as I attempt to articulate my thoughts and feelings, they're barely audible or comprehensible.

It's just your heart that's breaking without choice
The pain and heartbreak I'm experiencing are beyond my control or influence.

Everything you hear is distorted in your head
The news and information that reaches you is twisted and biased, and it's difficult to know what's true or false.

Bouncing off the walls, unraveling the thread
Even those scraps of truth that you can glean are hard to hold onto amidst the chaos and confusion.

Staying up with the blue screen glow
I find myself endlessly scrolling, searching for answers or relief, lost in the glare of my computer screen.

Forgetting everything you ever dreamed years ago
The old visions and ideas you had for the future are fading away, lost to the turbulence of the present.

When the dread is flowing down my veins
The sense of foreboding and fear is overwhelming, almost as if it's coursing through your bloodstream.

I want to tear it all down and build it up again
The only solution that seems feasible is to destroy the old order and build a new one from the ground up.

Hear your heart that's breaking without choice
The pain and sorrow you're experiencing are beyond your control or influence, but you still want to hear the sounds of hope and optimism.

I want to hear those chimes ring again
The once-beautiful sounds of freedom and progress may be fading away, but you still long to hear them once more.