(guitar: DGDGBD)

Pre v: G/D
Verse 2, 0 (A, G/D)
pre-CH 3, 5 // (F, G…G/D)
Chorus 0, 3 // 8, 7.. 5 hold, 3 (transit) (D, F// A#, A, … G)

Feel my fathers head in my hands
Squeeze my head in my hands
The river shimmers round my shattered feet
Still my quiver’s nowhere near empty
Father, what have we come to?
Where do we run to?

Twisting in the worldwide prism
Like it or not, you’re gliding with ‘em
Like it or not, we answer to an algorithm
Which has no heart to feel 
And no need to reel
In the damage

Land of the free
Free to do good, Free to do bad
Faces of the many
Stretched city to sea to shining sea
Red tape, forsaken needs
Patiently the patient bleeds

Twisting in the worldwide prism
Like it or not, you’re lying with ‘em
Like it or not, we answer to an algorithm
	(A#, C, D…D#)
We answer to an algorithm
We answer to an algorithm

Only a man can feel
Only a woman can feel
a need for this land to heal
A need to take the wheel 
The old way Can’t be THE true way when
The future forms a ray through today
	
Twisting in the worldwide prism
Like it or not, you’re dying with ‘em
Like it or not, we answer to an algorithm
we answer to an algorithm
	Which has no heart to feel
	And no reason to reel
	In the damage

The Algorithm is Broken

Nothing occurs without the collusion of everything.

The Algorithm is Broken

Shilo DeLay