new folk song

If I had a hammer, it would probably by covered in rust.
I've got a broom and a dustpan, but they're covered in dust.

I tried to fill the cracks.
But they're everywhere in this town.
This place is haunted and I'm gonna have to burn it down.

We've got to start from scratch.
All that's left is dust and ash.
No idle hands; we stay busy hauling out the trash.

In fact, to keep my head intact
I learned to stand with the wall against my back.

We don't know what we are, but we're sure of what we're not.
I know that language will fail us, but it's all we've got.

si tuviera un martillo, estaria cubierto de oxido
tengo una escoga y una aspiradora de polvo, pero estan cubiertos con polvo

trate de llenar las ranuras
pero estan por todos lados en este pueblo
este lugar esta embrujado y tendre que quemarlo

debemos empezar desde abajo
lo unico que queda son polvo y cenizas
nada de manos, nos quedamos buscando en la basura

de hecho, para mantener mi cabeza intacta
aprendi a estar de espalda contra la pared

no sabemos lo que somos, pero estamos seguros de lo que no somos
se que ese lenguaje nos fallará, pero es todo lo que tenemos