I put some shoes on hold today
I threw another plate away
I helped a lady salivate in front of all her choices
I reached for something sweeter
When I hadn't had my fill and I will reach again

And meanwhile on the other side of the world
A little girl in white with blood on her mind
Is sitting in a sand storm

Killing time Tell a story
Killing time Tell a lie
Another day another made-up reason
Why we're killing time

I took the long way home today
Gave in to tabloid titillate
I watched a so-called candidate crying on command
I surfed for bigger better
And I tapped my toe along to a song on the radio

And meanwhile on the other side of the world
A little boy in green becomes a machine
Shooting up a sandstorm

I fed a wandering stray today
Stair-stepped that hint of guilt away
I exercised and justified and almost faced a fear
I dialed in my comfort
And I clapped the pain away, then I prayed for a raise

And meanwhile on the other side of the world
A boy and girl in tan try to understand
The killing in a sandstorm
Another day another made-up reason
Why we're killing time

Dodging bullets as I make my way to school
What's that written on your landmines?
Could it be the Golden Rule?

Vocals: Kelli Caldwell
Guitar, Bass, Keyboard, Drums: Gil Reynolds