THERE ARE MANY DIFFERENT LEVELS
IN THE FANTASY OF LIFE…
PUT IN PERSPECTIVE AND CONNECTED
WITHIN INTRICATE DESIGNS…
WE PLAY THE SCRIPT AS WRITTEN
WITH THE BEST FIT PIECE…
ONE LOST SOUL AND WE’RE INCOMPLETE…
IT'S ONE FOR ALL IT'S WORTH,
IT HURTS TO WATCH IT COME UNDONE…
STILL THE DEEPEST DARK WILL SETTLE
JUST BEFORE THE COMING DAWN…
IT’S EVERY SINGLE REASON
FOR THE BEING LIVING LIFE…
SOME THINGS ARE SO MUCH BETTER
ONCE YOU’VE OPENED UP YOUR MIND…
SO HAVE YOU ANY THOUGHTS YOU CAN CALL YOUR OWN…
HAVE YOU EVER FELT LIKE YOUR MINDS ON LOAN…
HAVE YOU EVER WONDERED WHAT IT MUST BE LIKE…
TO THINK FOR YOURSELF WITHOUT A SECOND HAND LIFE…
SO WHAT WILL YOU CHOOSE?…
IS THIS JUST THE STORY OF YOU?…
WHEN EVERYTHING YOU DO…
AFFECTS EACH AND EVERY ONE…
LIFE IS SHORT YET SEEMS SO LONG…
NO ONE TAKES NOTICE
'TIL THE MOMENT IS GONE…
THE WEAK GIVE WAY
OVERPOWERED BY THE STRONG…
AND THE GOOD TIMES NEVER SEEM TO LAST TOO LONG…
IN THE DISTANCE LINGER CRIES OF PAIN…
HERE AT HOME YOU CAN WALK AWAY…
THERE'S NOBODY TO JUDGE
BECAUSE WE’RE ALL THE SAME…
FORGIVEN BY A SYSTEM THAT KNOWS NO SHAME…
WHAT WOULD BE THE PURPOSE OF LIVING TO DISSOLVE?
THE SPIRIT IN DENIAL IS THE LAST TO EVOLVE…
AN OVERWHELMING FEELING IS BECKONING TO ALL…
FIND MEANING IN THE STRUGGLE, HUDDLE UP AND HEED THE CALL…
ITS TIME FOR US TO TAKE A STAND, IT’S TIME TO PUSH FOR CHANGE...
IT’S TIME TO RECOGNIZE THE COMING OF THE NEW AGE…
THE SHEDDING OF THE SHALLOW WILL BRING ABOUT THE LIGHT…
IT’S TIME FOR HUMANITY TO STAND AND UNITE!
IT'S UP TO YOU!
SITTIN ALL ALONE IN THE BACK OF THE CLASS…
SCRATCHING OUT HIS THOUGHTS IN THE TOP OF HIS DESK…
WHAT USED TO BE THE FUTURE, FORGOTTEN IN THE PAST…
AS LIFE SLIPS BY LIKE WATER IN THE HAND…
HE’S NEVER BEEN MUCH FOR CONVERSATION…
HE DON’T CARE WHAT PEOPLE THINK…
HE’S HEARD A WHOLE LOTTA TALK ABOUT REVOLUTION…
BUT HE’D RATHER WATCH IT SINK…
WHAT’S THE POINT?
HOW’D WE GET SO NUMB?
HOW DO WE BREAK AWAY FROM
EVERYTHING THAT WE’VE BECOME?
THE STREETS ARE ALL LITTERED WITH USELESS NEWS…
AS LIFE GETS GOOD FOR THE CHOSEN FEW…
THE ADVERTISERS WILL DECIDE FOR YOU…
WHICH WAY YOU GO AND WHAT LIFE YOU CHOOSE…
HE’LL TURN HIS BACK NOW…
HE WON’T BE JUST LIKE THE REST…
THERE’S GOTTA BE A BETTER WAY TO LIVE THIS LIFE…
HE CAN’T ACCEPT WHAT HE’S BEEN FED…
EVERY SINGLE FACE IN THIS CROWD OF FOOLS…
WITH THEIR VACANT BLANK STARES
AND EXPRESSIONLESS VIEWS…
HAVE GOT BLINDERS ON…
THEIR MINDS ARE GONE…
CAPTURED BY THE PENNY
AND THE SING ALONG SONG…
THEY FOLLOW THE GOLD
DOWN THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD…
PLACING FAITH IN THE PROMISE OF A VIABLE SOUL…
SO MANY UNDERESTIMATED ARE LATER FILLED WITH DOUBT…
THEY’VE BUILT THEMSELVES INTO A BOX
WHILE TRYING TO FIGURE THIS OUT.
HALF EMPTY LAND OF PLENTY MANY DRIVEN BY THE ONE…
AS THE SHALLOW VACANT FACES
TAKE THEIR PLACE BENEATH THE GUN…
ALL GATHERED IN A LINE...
THEY MONITOR THE TIME…
WAITING FOR THE MOMENT
WHEN THEY GET TO LIVE THEIR LIVES…
‘MAYBE WHEN YOUR OLDER’SAYS THE FATHER TO THE SON…
WHILE THE MAN AT THE BAR SAYS ‘I REMEMBER WHEN I WAS YOUNG’…
PERHAPS WHEN HE RETIRES...
HE’LL TRY NOT TO GET FIRED…
THEY CALL IT ‘MAKE A LIVING’
TRADING MOMENTS FOR DESIRES…
IT’S SO HARD TO SEE
THROUGH THE FOG OF THESE MACHINES…
FIGHTING FOR EXISTENCE LIVING LIFE AS WAR…
ACCEPTING WHAT WE’RE GIVEN
WHILE NEGLECTING WHAT WE NEED…
THIS IS NOT HOW LIFE SHOULD BE…
WHEN WANTS AND NEEDS BOTH BARE THE SAME WEIGHT...
‘MAYBE WHEN YOUR OLDER’ MAY BE TOO LATE…
AND MAYBE NOTHING MATTERS
BUT THE STRUGGLE AND THE STRIFE…
OR MAYBE WE’RE JUST MISSING
ALL THE SIMPLE THINGS IN LIFE…
AMERICA HAS BECOME A CORPORATION.
IT'S CULTURE HAS BEEN TRADEMARKED AND SOLD
THROUGHOUT THE GLOBE.
MEANWHILE, THE WORKING CLASS HAS BEEN ALL BUT FORGOTTEN.
CAUGHT IN AN ENDLESS CYCLE OF WORK AND CONSUME.
UNTIL YOU’RE TOO OLD AND WEAK TO BE OF VALUE TO THE SYSTEM.
THAT’S WHEN YOU’RE CAST ASIDE WITH NOTHING TO SHOW
BUT A BROKEN BACK AND A BROKEN WILL.
WORDS ESCAPING FASTER THAN BULLETS IN A WAR…
YET, MEANINGLESS SINCE MOST OF US
WILL CHOOSE TO IGNORE…
THE FREE EXCHANGE,OPEN-MINDED TRADE OF IDEAS…
THAT’S BECOME EXTREMELY SHALLOW
WITH THE PASSING OF THE YEARS..
NOW I DON’T KNOW YOU
AND YOUR NOT INTERESTED IN ME…
AND WE’VE BOTH BEEN CONVINCED
THAT’S THE WAY IT OUTTA BE…
WHEN NEIGHBORS LIVE AS STRANGERS
DIVIDED BY A FENCE…
BORDERS LAY THE GROUNDWORK FOR US VERSUS THEM…
WE NEED A DIALOGUE…
MAKE AN ATTEMPT TO RELATE…
TO LIVE WITH ONE ANOTHER
WE MUST ALL COMMUNICATE AND FORM A DIALOGUE…
A TRANSFERRING OF THOUGHT…
LET’S REACH AN UNDERSTANDING
BEFORE EVERYTHING IS LOST…
TAKE A LOOK AROUND AND IT’S OBVIOUS
THAT EACH AND EVERY ONE OF US
IS STRUGGLING TO EXIST…
THROUGH LACK OF UNDERSTANDING
THE ACCUSATIONS FLY…
AND WITH EVERY HARSH WORD
WE EXPAND ON THE DIVIDE…
SO PUT ASIDE YOUR PREJUDICE
THE TIME IS DRAWING NEAR…
BIGOTRY AND HATE ARE ONLY BI-PRODUCTS OF FEAR…
THERES NO NEED TO LIVE AS STRANGERS
DIVIDED BY A FENCE…
LETTING BORDERS LAY THE GROUNDWORK
FOR US VERSUS THEM…
RIGHT NOW PUSH FOR CHANGE!
TO LIVE WITH ONE ANOTHER
WE MUST ALL COMMUNICATE.
RIGHT NOW PUSH FOR CHANGE!
*THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH THE INDIVIDUAL EGO. IN FACT, IT IS THE DRIVING FORCE BEHIND ALL
GREAT PEOPLE. BUT COLLECTIVELY, THE EGO CAN BE DANGEROUS. MOB MENTALITY TENDS TO GOVERN
THE CROWD AND A PERSON IS LESS LIKELY TO VOICE AN OPINION CONTRADICTORY TO THE VIEWS OF A
GROUP. THEREFORE, AS A NATION WE MUST STIFLE OUR COLLECTIVE EGO IN ORDER TO ACHIEVE A
MORE OPEN AND UNDERSTANDING WORLD VIEW.
WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO HIDE?
THE QUESTION HANGING IN THE AIR…
ONLY A CRIMINAL WOULD FEAR THIS
WHILE THE HONEST WOULDN'T CARE…
HE SAID I SHOULDN'T MIND
THE VIEWING OF MY LIFE…
HE SAID THIS WITH A SMILE
AND PREPAIRED FOR THE REPLY…
WELL, WHAT CONSTITUTES A CRIME?
AM I A CRIMINAL? (NO)
I GUESS THAT ALL DEPENDS
ON A PERSONS STATE OF MIND…
AND WHO WILL JUDGE ME?
AND WHAT GIVES THEM THE RIGHT?
IT'S NOT THE SYSTEM I'M AFRAID OF
IT'S
THIER RIGHT TO RULE MY LIFE!
FOR CENTURIES MAN
COEXISTED ON THIS EARTH…
WITH NO NEED FOR MONEY SYSTEMS
AND NO MONETARY WORTH…
A MAN WAS JUDGED SOLELY
ON THE KINDNESS OF HIS HEART…
HIS PEERS WERE VIEWED AS EQUALS
FOR THE TRIBE EACH DID HIS PART…
HUNT AND GATHER (SURVIVE)
THEN DISTRIBUTE EVENLY…
NO HAVE NOTS IN THIS SYSTEM
MEANT NO NEED FOR JEALOUSY
THEN CAME THE MONEY (LIES)
AND THE SO CALLED CIVILIZED…
WOULD BATTLE WITH EACH OTHER
FOR
THE RIGHT TO RULE OUR LIVES!
WELL THERE'S "MORE TO THIS"
THAN MEETS THE NAKED EYE…
THERE'S MUCH "MORE TO THIS"
THAN THE SIMPLE QUESTION WHY…
THIS IS BIGGER THAN THE BONES
IN THE CLOSET OF YOUR MIND…
WHO'S BEHIND THE CURTAIN
WITH THE RIGHT TO RULE YOUR LIFE
SO DON'T CRITICIZE THE SKEPTIC
OR LABEL HIM A FOOL…
DON'T BELIEVE IN WHAT YOUR TOLD
UNTIL YOU'VE PROVEN THAT IT'S TRUE…
BY ASKING
"HOW, WHY, WHEN, WHERE"
AND DON'T BE SURPRISED…
IF YOU DON'T GET ANY ANSWERS
IN THIS COUNTRY FULL OF LIES
NO… NEED… FOR KINGS… TO COME…
AND RUN OUR LIVES NOW!
(WITH HUNGER THERE COMES PAIN
AND WITH POVERTY DESPAIR
AND WHEN THE TRUTH IS SELDOM HEARD
THEN THE HONEST DISAPPEAR
WHEN A KINGDOM IS ERECTED
ON FOUNDATIONS MADE OF SAND
EVENTUALLY THE HIGHEST OF
THE TOWERS MEETS THE LAND…)
NO NEED FOR KINGS TO COME
AND RUN OUR LIVES NOW…NO!!!
IT'S RAINING IN THE HOURGLASS
AND TIME HAS TURNED TO MUD...
YESTERDAYS ARE POWERLESS
WHERE LOVE JUST ISN'T LOVE...
AND NOWHERE IN THIS STORYBOOK
DO PICTURES CAPTURE WORDS...
HE'D TRY TO BE LIKE EVERYONE
BUT THAT WOULD BE ABSURD...
SECRET SILENT WARS...
BEHIND CLOSED DOORS...
ELIMINATE THE MIDDLE CLASS
AND PETRIFY THE POOR...
THOUGH WELL AWARE THEY WOULDN'T CARE
NOR EVER EVEN FATHOM CHANGE...
COMPLACENT AND COMPLETELY SETTLED ON
"IT HAS TO BE THAT WAY"...
TIME KEEPS TURNING...
WE LEARN NOTHING ALL THE WHILE...
HAPPINESS IS TANGIBLE
JUST NOD YOUR HEAD AND SMILE...
IT'S ALL IN HOW YOU MARKET IT...
IT'S EVERYTHING YOUR TOLD...
IT'S BELIEVING WITHOUT SEEING...
IT'S BEEN BOUGHT BEFORE IT'S SOLD
WATCH OUT FOR THE WATCHERS
THEY KNOW WHAT YOU DO...
EVERY SINGLE THOUGHT'S A GIVEN
'CAUSE THEY'VE GIVEN IT TO YOU!..
BEWARE OF THE WATCHERS WHEN
THEY'VE TAKEN ALL OUR TRUST...
THERE'S AN OUTCOME WRITTEN
IN THE SCRIPT FOR US!..
AND A SINGLE STEP CAN BE THE STEP
THAT BRINGS ABOUT CHANGE...
WE ARE ALL INDIVIDUALS CREATING ONE FACE...
THE FACE OF HUMANITY
AS VIEWED AS A WHOLE...
AND EACH INDIVIDUAL IS PART OF ONE SOUL...
THIS IS YOUR LIFE...
YOU MUST FIGHT FOR YOUR RIGHTS!!!
TELEVISION RADIO...
A FEEBLE MIND AND SHALLOW SOUL
ANOTHER LOST VICTIM...
OF THE BABYSITTER SCHEME
A WHITE PICKET DREAM...
BLANK COMPUTER SCREEN...
AND NOTHING ON THIS PLANET
IS EXACTLY AS IT SEEMS...
THERE’S A LIGHT IN THE ATTIC
BUT THERE’S NO ONE HOME...
A LIGHT IN THE ATTIC
BUT THEY’VE ALL STEPPED OUT…
EXPRESSIONLESS AND VACANT
MINDLESS AND COMATOSE...
ANOTHER LOST VICTIM
OF THE BABYSITTER SCHEME...
LIFE IS BUT A DREAM..
FROZEN MIDSTREAM...
AND EVERYTHING IS MEANINGLESS
IF THAT’S WHAT YOU BELIEVE...
WITH PENNIES ON OUR EYES
AND A JINGLE IN OUR MINDS...
LETS WANDER AIMLESSLY
THROUGH OUR SEDENTARY LIVES...
IF IGNORANCE IS BLISS...
THEN WHAT IS HAPPINESS?...
AND WHAT'S THE POINT OF LIVING
IF WE CHOOSE NOT TO EXIST?
THAT'S THE SOUND OF A MAN
AT THE BOTTOM OF THE BOTTOMLESS BARREL
AND HE'S ABOUT TO BREAK…
HE'S GOT TO GET A BETTER GRIP…
HE'S NOT ABOUT TO LET IT SLIP
HE'S WORKED WAY TOO HARD
TO GO OUT THIS WAY…
STILL EVERYDAY IT GETS A LITTLE HARDER
AND HE'S A LITTLE BIT CLOSER
TO THE EDGE OF THE ROPE…
WHILE EVERY MINUTE TAKES A LITTLE LONGER
THE LONGER THAT IT TAKES
HE FINDS IT HARDER TO COPE…
SHE'S GOT TO FIND A WAY
TO GET AWAY FROM THIS MESS…
WHERE THE BILLS WEIGH MORE
THAN THE WEIGHT ON HER CHEST…
ALL THE STRUGGLE AND THE PAIN
AND THE DOUBT IN HER EYES…
GOES UNNOTICED BY MOST
BECAUSE IT'S BURIED IN PRIDE…
STILL EVERYDAY IT GETS A LITTLE HARDER
AND SHE'S A LITTLE BIT CLOSER
TO THE EDGE OF HER ROPE…
WHILE EVERY MINUTE TAKES A LITTLE LONGER
THE LONGER THAT IT TAKES
SHE FINDS IT HARDER TO COPE…
THAT'S LIFE IN THE WASTELAND…
EVERYDAY WHERE EVERY SINGLE MINUTE
IS THE SAME AS THE LAST
AND I KEEP THINKING TO MYSELF
"I CAN'T GO OUT THIS WAY!"
BUT THAT'S LIFE IN THE WASTELAND…
EVERYDAY WHERE EVERY SINGLE MINUTE
IS THE SAME AS THE LAST
SO ALL MY TIME'S SPENT DREAMING
ABOUT THE WINDS OF CHANGE!
IN DISTRIBUTION OF THE WEALTH
THERE'S NO EQUALITY…
WITH A FAIR SHARE
SEEMING TO BE A FANTASY…
STILL EVERYBODY'S LOOKING FOR
THE DIAMOND RING…
WHILE THE FRUITS OF OUR LABOR
GO TO FEED THE KING!
EVERYBODY’S READY FOR
A BREAK IN THE RAIN…
AND EVERYBODY’S TIRED
FROM THE WEIGHT OF THE CHAIN…
IT ONLY TAKES ONE SPARK
TO IGNITE THE FLAME…
FOR THE VOICE OF THE PEOPLE
IS THE POWER OF CHANGE!
AFTER WANDERING SO AIMLESSLY
FOR CENTURIES, IT SEEMS TO ME
THE FLOCK HAS BEEN HERDED
NOW WE’RE GATHERED AT THE GATE…
THE SHEPHERD LIES IN WAIT…
DELIVERY OF FATE…
BEGAN THE VERY MOMENT
WE ASSUMED THE ROLE OF PREY…
NOW EVERY TIME I OPEN UP MY EYES
I AM CONFRONTED BY THE IMAGE
OF PERFECTION THAT’S THE
STANDARD OF TODAY…
SPOON FED THROUGH THE MEDIA,
ACCEPTED BY THE POPULACE…
THE SHALLOW PERSONALITY
HAS TAKEN COMMON PLACE…
WHERE BEAUTY COMES IN BOTTLES
IT’S THE CLOTHES THAT MAKE THE MAN…
AND HAPPINESS IS MEASURED
BY THE DOLLAR IN THE HAND…
AND A STRANGER’S EVEN STRANGER
IF THEY GREET YOU WITH A SMILE…
AND THE SPIRIT OF BELIEF
HAS BEEN DISSECTED AND DEFILED…
THE TELEVISION TELLS US WHO TO BE…
AND THOUGH IM NOT SURE WHO I AM
I AM QUITE SURE IT’S NONE OF THESE…
PICTURES ON THE PAGES
OF THIS GLOSSY MAGAZINE…
OR THE PLASTIC PERSONALITIES
THAT OCCUPY THE SCREEN…
STILL THE TELEVISION TELLS US WHO TO BE…
(NOT ME!)
BUT EVERY ONE AROUND ME
AND ITS TERRIFYING ME…
YES, THE TELEVISION TELLS US WHO TO BE…
AND IT’S POISONING THE MINDS
OF THIS WHOLE SOCIETY!
THEY SAY THAT BEAUTY IS ONLY SKIN DEEP
AND YOU CAN HAVE IT FOR A PRICE…
AND THE INSIDE DOESN’T MATTER
IF YOU’RE PACKAGING IT RIGHT…
AND EVERYTHING THAT GLITTERS
IS WORTH ITS WEIGHT IN GOLD…
THIS LIFE IS FOR CONSUMERS
ASSUMING YOU’VE BEEN SOLD…
NUMBERS IN A STREAM
KIND OF FLOAT ON THE SCREEN…
WHILE A PENNY IN THE EYE
WILL BE THE GUIDED MIND…
OF MICE AND MEN AMENDED VICE
ACUITTED OF THE CHARGE
BUT IT FITS JUST FINE…
ROUND AN ROUND AN ROUND WE GO…
AND WHERE SHE STOPS NOBODY KNOWS…
IT'S LIKE “I GOT MINE BETTER GET YOURS QUICK”…
I DON’T KNOW BUT IT MAKES ME SICK...
IN EVERY MAN’S PALM
AND ON EVERYBODY’S FACE…
FROM THE MINUTE OF THE BIRTH
TO THE VERY FIRST TASTE…
KILL FOR A LITTLE EVEN BETTER BE A LOT…
THE KID AIN’T A MAN
‘TILL HE OWNS A LITTLE STOCK…
ROUND AN ROUND….
WHEN IT COMES AROUND
YOU BETTER GRIP ON YOUR MIND…
WELL FUCK THEM ALL
CAUSE IT SUITS THEM FINE…
ITS LIKE “I GOT MINE BETTER GET YOURS QUICK”…
I DON’T KNOW BUT ITS MAKING ME SICK!..
THIS WORLD IS FULL OF LUST AND GREED
WE’RE TAKING MORE THAN WE SHOULD NEED
AND THOSE WHO SPEAK OUT JUST GET DISSED…
I DON’T KNOW BUT IT MAKES ME SICK!
YOU CAN SEE IT IN THE EYES
OF THE PEOPLE AS THEY PASS…
SOMETHING IS AMISS,
THERE’S SOMETHING FADING FAST…
HAPPINESS IS EVIDENT
IN VERY SMALL AMOUNTS…
JUST FACES FILLED WITH DOUBT
WHERE THE LIGHTS HAVE GONE OUT…
AND NOBODY AND NOTHING
IN A WORLD GONE ASTRAY…
HAS ANYTHING TO SAY
TO BRING ABOUT CHANGE…
WE’LL ALL BE CONTENT
JUST TO KEEP TO OURSELVES…
A NUMBER ON A CUBICLE
A TITLE ON A SHELF…
LIKE WALLS WITHOUT WINDOWS
IN A FIELD WITHOUT RAIN…
THERE’S CHILDREN SEEKING LAUGHTER
BUT FINDING ONLY PAIN…
YET SOMEHOW IT SEEMS EASIER
TO FOLLOW ON THE PATH…
THAT’S BEATEN OUT BEFORE US
AND TRAVELLED BY THE PACK…
STILL HEAVY IS THE BURDEN
OF A SANE MANS MIND…
WHEN WITNESSING THE TALE
AS READ BETWEEN THE LINES…
IT’S ALL SO MUCH EASIER
LIVING IN THE DARK…
PLAYING THE PART HIDING THE HEART…
BUT IGNORANCE AND APATHY
ARE OVERWHELMING ME…
AND I’M STARTING TO BELIEVE
IN EVERYTHING I SEE…
JENNY COULDN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE
AND JASON’S STEADY BANGING
ON A WALL WITHOUT A DOOR…
AND JESSICA’S STILL TRYING
BUT SHE’S GOT SO FAR TO GO
WHILE MOTHER KNOWS SHES DYING
SO SHE TRIES TO FIND HER SOUL…
THIS IS MY LIFE… JUST A MOMENT IN TIME…
JUST A MOMENT FROZEN IN TIME!
AND IT GETS DARK IN THE ROOM
WITHOUT WINDOWS SHEDDING LIGHT…
AND WE START TO ASSUME
THIS IS ALL THERE IS TO LIFE…
WHERE LOVE IS FORGOTTEN
IT’S ROTTEN INSIDE…
WILL WE PLACE THE FINAL BRICK INTO POSITION AND RESIGN?
HUDDLED IN THE SHADOW OF A DOUBT…
DESPITE A LACK OF EVIDENCE
THREE KIDS ARE SINGLED OUT…
AND THERE ARE THREE MORE DEAD
AND A PUBLIC UP IN ARMS…
WHILE THE MEDIA PARADE AROUND
SOUNDING THE ALARM…
THEN PANIC WOULD ENSUE
PUTTING PRESSURE ON POLICE…
SO PREDJUDICE AND FEAR ARE TAKEN AS A LEAD…
ALTHOUGH IT’S SAD AND DEVASTATING
WHEN A CHILD HAS BEEN KILLED…
I FIND IT EQUALLY DISTURBING
WHEN THE INNOCENT ARE JAILED!
IT’S A WITCHUNT… THE SEASON IS HERE…
WHERE THE LINES OF JUSTICE
HAVE ALL BEEN SMEARED…
AND THEY ALL SWING ALONG
WITH THE FIRST STONES THROW…
BUT I WON’T TAKE PART
UNTIL THE PROOF IS SHOWN!
ON A WITCHUNT? HAVE WE LOST OUR MINDS?
IS HISTORY REPEATING LIKE THE ROMAN DECLINE?
TAKE ACTION NOW! AND DEMAND THE TRUTH!
OR NEXT TIME AROUND…
IT COULD HAPPEN TO YOU!!!
THE DETECTIVES HAD TO QUICKLY BUILD A CASE
…THERE WAS NO EVIDENCE
SO IT WAS SPECULATION BASED…
AFTER QUESTIONING THE THREE
THEY WOULD CHOOSE THE WEAKEST LINK…
AND FOCUS THEIR ATTENTION
ON ‘FORCING’ HIM TO SPEAK…
NO WITNESSES… NO EVIDENCE…IGNORING ALIBIS…
MISSING BLOOD SAMPLES…AND AN UNRELATED KNIFE…
A MAN SOAKED IN BLOOD AT A NEARBY TRUCK STOP…
LIKE THE REST OVER LOOKED
IN THIS ‘PARADISE LOST’!
SET FREE THE WEST MEMPHIS THREE…
OR PROVE THE CASE FOR THE WORLD TO SEE.
ON A BUSTOP SITTIN’ IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE
A LITTLE BETTER OFF
THAN I’D LIKE TO THINK…
I GOT KICKED OFF TWICE
AND I’VE STILL GOT NO FARE
BUT NONE OF THAT SHIT REALLY MATTERS TO ME…
I’M BURNIN’ BRIDGES
RUNNIN’ BACKWARDS IN THE RAIN…
THIS INDECISION LINGERS
LIKE A FUCKING STAIN…
WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE
IT DON’T MATTER WHERE YOU’VE BEEN
IT ONLY MATTERS WHERE YOU’RE AT…
WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE
I AIN’T GOT NOWHERE TO GO
BUT I AIN’T NEVER GOING BACK…
BUCKSHOT SCATTERS
ON ITS JOURNEY THROUGH MID AIR
AND I HURDLE THROUGH THE WORDS
THAT I CAN’T TAKE BACK…
I’VE SEEN IT ONCE
BUT I’VE NEVER BEEN THERE
AND EVEN IF I HAD
I WOULDN’T KNOW HOW TO ACT…
WHERE DO WE GO…
LIFE SLIPS BY…A MOVING PICTURE…
AND IN THE END
HOW WILL YOU TALLY YOUR REGRETS…
YOU ONLY GET ONE TRY…
TO GET IT RIGHT AND
WHAT YOU’VE GIVEN WELL, THAT’S EVERYTHING YOU GET!
HERE IS NO COMMERCIALIZING
SOMETHING PURE AND UNDILUTED
AS THE SCRIBBLE OF A MAN
FEELING STRANDED IN THESE WALLS…
WHILE NATURE IS OBLITERATED
PROGRESS PERPETUATED
WE’LL MAKE IT KNOWN THAT WE EXIST
AND SOUND THE BATTLE CALL…
WHEN I WRITE… I WRITE…TO MAKE MYSELF KNOWN…
AND THE WRITING ON THE WALL
IS PROOF THAT I AM NOT ALONE…
WHEN I RAISE MY FIST
IT SYMBOLIZES THIS…
THE KINGS ATOP THE TOWERS
CAN’T FORGET THAT WE EXIST!
AS THE GREAT WHITE FLIGHT
FLIES FURTHER EVERYDAY…
FROM THE CORE OF HUMAN SUFFERING
AND URBANITE DECAY…
THEY BUILD THE BUILDINGS HIGHER
WHILE WE DRAG THEM TO THE GROUND…
IN THE CHAOS AND CONFUSION
WE’LL BE HEARD WITHOUT A SOUND!..
TO EACH THERE IS A REASON
BE IT DIFFERENT WE’RE THE SAME
…SOME WRITE TO DESECRATE
SOME WRITE TO GIVE THEMSELVES A NAME…
SOME SEEK VALIDATION
BE IT POLITICS OR HATE…
OR THE LOVE OF BLENDING COLOR
EITHER WAY IT’S IN THEIR FACE!
(THE SOUND OF OUR REVOLT!)
RAISE A FIST TO THE FLAG
HIGH ABOVE YOUR HEAD
AND PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE TO THE MAN
WHO HASN’T HEARD A WORD YOU’VE SAID…
THESE STRIPES THAT FLY
WILL NEVER JUSTIFY…
THE ACTIONS THAT WE TAKE
ON A MILLION FOREIGN LIVES…
DOES THE FLAG WAVE TRUE?
JUST TELL ME PLEASE
I THOUGHT IT REPRESENTED
THE IDEA OF UNITY…
AND A NATION AS ONE
WITH JUSTICE FOR ALL…
FOR EVERY EMPIRE RISING
ANOTHER ONE WILL FALL…
IF WE ALL BLEED RED
SHOULD WE ADD ANOTHER STRIPE…
ONE ACROSS THE BOTTOM
FOR THE WARS THAT WE FIGHT…
AND ONE ACROSS THE TOP
FOR ALL THE MURDERED LIVES…
ADD A BLACK ONE THROUGH THE MIDDLE
FOR THE CHILDREN THAT WILL DIE!!!
AND WILL THE PAIN EVER CEASE
WILL THERE EVER BE PEACE…
WHEN WE DO NOTHING TO RECTIFY
THE SPREAD OF THIS DISEASE…
REFORM… RESTRUCTURE… REBUILD… REPRISE…
OR PULL THE STONES FROM UNDER FOOT
AND STACK THEM TOWARD THE SKY…
AS WE LOOK THE OTHER WAY
THE WORLD TURNS GRAY…
AND WE LOSE OUR SENSE OF SELF
WITHIN THE CHAOS AND THE PAIN…
WHERE NATIONALITY IS PREVALENT OVER HUMAN LIFE…
AND POLITICS DETERMINE
WHO IS IN THE WRONG OR RIGHT…
WE ALL (TRY)
WE ALL (CRY)
WE ALL (DIE)
STILL TIME MOVES ON.
IT’S A DEAD END TO A DUSTY PATH REPEATED ONCE AGAIN…
AND HISTORY WILL WARN US OF THE EVER PRESENT END…
IT’S A SELF INFLICTED DESTINY A LESSON TO BE LEARNED…
NO IDOL SHOULD BE WORSHIPPED AND ALL FLAGS SHOULD BE BURNED.
IN ALMOST EVERY MOMENT
THERE'S A CHOICE TO BE MADE
WHILE SOME WOULD RATHER NOT
SOME CHOOSE TO ENGAGE
IN THE DAY TO DAY BATTLE
OR THE UP HILL CLIMB…
THIS STRUGGLE IS THE PAINTING
IN THE FRAME OF THE MIND!
LIKE NOTHING COMES EASY
YOU MUST WORK TO ACHIEVE
AND IN YOUR DARKEST HOUR
YOU MUST FIGHT TO PROCEED
AND WHERE THERE IS PAIN
YOU WILL ALWAYS FIND HOPE
FOR THIS IS HUMAN NATURE
AND THE WAY THAT WE COPE!
IT'S DIFFICULT TO BALANCE
ON A VERY FINE LINE
BETWEEN WHAT WE SEE
AND THE WORLD IN OUR MIND
WHAT IS REAL TO ME
MAY NOT BE THE CASE
TO EACH INDIVIDUAL
TRAPPED IN THIS PLACE
…AND CHANGE…
NEVER COMES EASY
…WHEN PAIN…
CONSUMES THE MIND
…BUT CHANGE…
IS VERY NECCESARY
WHEN ALL THE WORLD AROUND ME
IS PROBLEMATIC BY DESIGN
IT'S TRIAL AND ERROR
CONFRONTED MISTAKES
WE LEARN THROUGH EXPERIENCE
WE LEARN TO EQUATE
WE LEARN TO RECOGNIZE
THE TELLTALE SIGNS
WE LEARN TO NAVIGATE
THROUGH THE SEA OF LIFE
AND HOPEFULLY WE
COME TO SEE THE ERROR OF OUR WAYS
SOON ENOUGH TO IMPLEMENT
A REVERSAL AND A CHANGE
THE STRUCTURE OF OUR THINKING
SINKING FAST IN THE SAND
SEEMS TO BE THE FATE OF MYSELF
AND FELLOW MAN
WELL I OFTEN HAVE TO WONDER
WHERE AND WHEN I WANNA GO
& I OFTEN WISH I'D NEVER
EVEN WANDERED THROUGH THE DOOR
TO THE HALLS OF INQUIZITION
POSITIONED IN MY MIND
& THE QUESTIONS FORM AN OCEAN
'BOUT 1000 MILES WIDE
SEE IT SEEMS LIKE
THE MORE I LEARN
THE LESS I WANNA KNOW
I KNOW IM SUPPOSED TO SHOW CONCERN
BUT IT SEEMS LIKE
THE MORE I KNOW
I'M LEARNING TO FORGET
& BEGINNING TO FEEL COLD
THE IMAGE OF REJECTION
WRAPPED NEATLY IN A BLANKET
YOU TELL ME THAT I FAILED
WHEN I TELL YOU THAT I FAKED IT…
I SAW THROUGH YOUR LIES
AND YOUR MAIL ORDER EYES
AND NOW YOU WANNA TELL ME
THAT WE ALL DESERVE TO DIE…
SOON TO BE REPLACED
DO YOU SEE IT IN MY FACE
THE WAY WE TREAT OUR NATURE
IS BECOMING A DISGRACE
TO IGNORANT TO SEE
THAT WE LIVE BEYOND OUR MEANS
THE WAY TO CHANGE OUR NATION
JUST SEEMS TO BE…
(SO FAR… DOWN A LONG LONG ROAD)
(SO FAR GONE…
DOWN THE DEEPEST DARK HOLE)
SO FAR… LIKE SOME DISTANT RAINY DAY
THE ANSWER TO THE PROBLEM SEEMS SO FAR AWAY
(IT'S DIFFICULT TO FATHOM
BUT I KNOW ITS IN MY SOUL)
SO…FAR…AWAY…
AM I NOT SUPPOSED TO WONDER
WHY YOU CATER TO THE NEGATIVE
I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO QUESTION
THE WAY WE LIVE
WHILE EVERYTHING I SEE TO ME
IS SEETHING WITH DISEASE
LIKE A SICK CELEBRATION
IN BLIND UNITY
TO FOLLOW IS TO FALL APART
BUT DARE NOT TURN AWAY
OR BE SHUNNED LIKE A LEPPER
LOSING FAITH IN THE PARADE
WHILE IN MY YOUNGER DAYS
I BELIEVED IN SIMPLE FAITHS
SADDENED IS THE MIND
GROWING BITTER WITH AGE…
I'VE SEEN THE PALE HORSE RIDE
THE BLOOD RED SKY
NAKED SANDS IN THE LANDS WHERE THE SEAS RAN DRY
I'VE SEEN A 747 ON A SUICIDE RUN
AND A SEVEN YEAR OLD KID
LEARN TO BRANDISH A GUN
I'VE SEEN THE MARKETING OF PAIN
ANIMATED WAR GAMES
I'VE SEEN THE PEOPLE PLEAD FOR PEACE
TO THE POWERS IN VAIN
THE COMING OF A BEAST
IN THE FORM OF GREED
AN ASSEMBLY LINE PRODUCTION OF A DEADLY DISEASE
WHEN ALL THE FANATICS
AND ALL THE DRAMATICS
HAVE GATHERED IN THE GUTTER
WITH THE POURING RAIN
WE'LL BE STRANDED FOREVER
BANDED TOGETHER
BY THE KNOWLEDGE THAT WE
DIDN'T HAVE TO PLAY THIS GAME…
IT DIDN'T HAVE TO END THIS WAY
I'VE SEEN FIRE IN THE SKY
DESIRE AND LIES
THE WORSHIPPING OF IDOL FASCINATIONS WITH PRIDE
POWER AND PAIN
GENERATIONS OF HATE
AND A NATION FALLING VICTIM
TO ENSLAVED MENTAL STATES
AND WHAT WILL BE LEFT
AND WHERE WILL WE GO
IT'S SO HARD TO IMAGINE
BUT I KNOW IM NOT ALONE
IM NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO WANTS
TO MAKE IT THROUGH THIS LIFE
WITH SOME KIND OF UNDERSTANDING
AND A LITTLE PIECE OF MIND
AND SO IT WAS THAT THE BEGINING WOULD BE A PERIOD MARKED BY TURMOIL
AND THE DARKEST SIDE OF THE HUMAN SPIRIT WOULD DEVOUR MENS MINDS
SEEMINGLY OVER NIGHT THE GREAT CITIES WOULD FALL INTO RUIN
AND A DEEP DESPAIR WOULD GATHER IN THE SOUL OF THE POPULATION
AND THIS WOULD SIGNIFY THE COMING OF CHANGE, THE COMPLETION OF A CYCLE
AND LIFE WOULD NEVER AGAIN BE AS IT ONCE WAS…
ONE LIFE TO LIVE/ ONE LIFE TO GIVE/
ONE LIFE TO LEARN/ONE LIFE TO BURN
ONE CHANCE TO SEE
THAT THIS IS MORE THAN JUST A GAME
IT'S A CHANCE TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE
A CHANCE TO MAKE CHANGE
THE BUS RUNS LATE
WHILE WAITING AS AN OPTION
IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED
IT ISNT VERY OFTEN
THAT ANY BODY ANYWHERE
WILL STOP TO TAKE A BREATH
AND KINDLINESS AND HONESTY
HAPPEN EVEN LESS
ITS RAINING IN BABYLON
HOW LONG CAN WE CARRY ON
ITS RAINING IN BABYLON
AND I CANT WEATHER THE STORM
THE SKY GROWS DARK
LIKE THE ASPHALT LANDSCAPE
THE BARBWIRE VINES
DECORATE THESE CAGES
TO KEEP THEM OUT
OR TO KEEP US IN?
WHERE THE GLOW FROM A TELEVISION
TINTS OUR SKIN
ITS RAINING IN BABYLON…
WHEN BILLBOARDS DWARF
THE SMOG FILLED SKY
AND HATRED COMES
SO NEATLY WRAPPED
WHEN CHILDREN CRY
AND GROWN-UPS LIE
AND NO ONE FINDS THE FAULT IN THAT
ITS RAINING IN BABYLON…
DO WE REALLY NEED ANOTHER SONG
ABOUT LIFES ANGST
DEPRESSION DOESNT BOTHER ME
IT'S A COMFORTABLE STATE
AND ALL THAT IS
AND ALL THAT WAS
WAS NEVER REALLY HERE
ITS JUST A STATE OF CONCIOUSNESS
ITS BECOMING VERY CLEAR
THAT WERE SLEEPING SOUND
AND COMPLETELY THROUGH THIS LIFE
NOTHING WOULD EXIST
SHOULD WE OPEN OUR EYES
WERE SLEEPING SOUND
AND COMPLETELY THROUGH THIS LIFE
YOU ARE WHAT YOU DREAM
IT'S A FUCKEN STATE OF MIND
LIFE IS WHAT YOU MAKE IT
AND THE THINGS THAT WE DON'T CHOOSE
ARE A SIMPLE FORM OF OBSTACLE
JUST EXCERCISING YOU
FOR YOU ARE NOT
AND YOU WILL NEVER BE
EXTINGISHED YOU WILL BURN
FOREVER AS A FORM OF ENERGY
I'VE NEVER HAD A PROBLEM
SEEING LIFE FOR WHAT IT'S WORTH
BUT I'VE ALWAYS HAD A PROBLEM
UNDERSTANDING IT SINCE BIRTH
A BATTLE OUT THE GATES
UNAWARE OF WHAT AWAITS
WHILE A MIDNIGHT MESSAGE
ON MY RADIO STATES
LET FREEDOM RING ON THE AM DIAL
THE COLLECTIVE SING
WHILE WE DECLINE IN STYLE
AN EVER FADING FEATURETTE
A MARVEL IN THE NEWS
BEGIN AGAIN WHEN AT THE END
WHERE EVERYTHINGS BEEN USED
THE COST OF FREEDOM
FREEDOM IS BLIND
THE UNTITLED HAS A STORYLINE
BUT IT DOESN'T MAKE GOOD NEWS
THE PROPHETS SHOW A STEEP INCLINE
FOR THOSE NOT BORN TO LOSE
& IN THE END A LITTLE RIDDLE
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PLOT
JUST SLIGHTLY OVERLOOKED
LIKE THE SIGNIFIGANCE OF INNOCENCE
WOULD BE THE MORAL OF THIS BOOK
THE COST OF FREEDOM
FREEDOM IS BLIND
& INDUSTRY WILL FIND A WAY…
WHILE CLARITY TAKES TIME…
TO GRACE THE FACE OF EVERYONE…
LEFT WAITING IN THE LINE…
& WHOS TO SAY THAT EVERYONE
IS NOT EVERYTHING THAT THEY BUY…
WHEN THE PEOPLE SING
"LET FREEDOM RING"
& FREEDOM HAS GONE BLIND…!
OPEN UP AN EYE
JUST IN TIME TO GREET THE SUN
I'LL APPRECIATE THIS DAY
BUT I'LL BE THE ONLY ONE
THE WEATHER CHANGES FREQUENTLY
AFFECTING EVERYONE
YET UNDER EVERY SINGLE CLOUD
A CROWD WILL MISS THE MORNING SUN
AS WE ALL PUNCH CLOCKS
AND RACE WITH TIME
DO STRANGERS TALK
OR FADE INSIDE
THE DAY SLIPS BY
AND NOT A FACE WILL CRY
AM I ABOUT TO KEEP LIVING
IN A CAPTIVATING LIE
"FUCK YOU"
DAY BY DAY
THE FACES CHANGE
BUT THIS CRASH COURSE
REMAINS THE SAME
I'VE TURNED AROUND TO SEE
BUT…YOU…WEREN'T…THERE…!
WORDS NEVER BETTER
THAN CONVICTION OF THE TONGUE
WHEN THE HEARTS NEVER SETTLED
WHAT'LL BE THE OUTCOME
AND WHOS GONNA STOP IT
IF IT GOES WITHOUT SAYING
WHEN THE SHIP GOES DOWN
WILL THE BAND KEEP PLAYING
AS SIDE BY SIDE WE ALL FALL DOWN
IVE SEEN YOU SCREAM
BUT HEARD NO SOUND
SO BY AND BY
I'VE FILLED WITH DOUBT
AND OPENED UP AN EYE
JUST IN TIME TO GET OUT…!
HERE YE HERE YE
COME ONE AND COME ALL
COME DOWN GATHER ROUND
AND WATCH THE GREAT FALL
IN TIME THE DECLINE
HAS REACHED CLIMAX AND SUCH
SO NOW LET US DANCE
LIKE WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK
ROUNDED OUT THE CIRCLE
THE BEGINNING MEETS THE END
STOMP THE PATH OUT IN THE DUST
AND SHOW THEM WHERE WEVE BEEN
VIOLENCE AND ENERGY
DELIBERATE YET SWEET
A MODERN TRIBAL RITUAL
FOR CHILDREN OF THE STREET
RIOT RIOT RIOT
RIOT IN THE TENT
AND NOBODY CAN STOP
WHAT THIS DEGRESSION HAS BECOME
THE CHILDREN SCREAM COME AND SEE
THE CIRCUS HAS BEGUN
SO GRAB A PARTNER PUSH A FRIEND
AND BURN THE CITY DOWN
THE RESULT SHALL BE A FROZEN GRIN
ON THE FACE OF EVERY CLOWN
RIOT…
SO FASTER FASTER FASTER
LIKE THE FACE THAT'S GROWING OLD
AT THIS VERY MOMENT
JUST FORGET WHAT YOU'VE BEEN TOLD
FOR EVERYTHING IS NOTHING
AND WHAT IT IS YOU KNOW IT AINT
JUST SWEAT AND SWING AND SING WITH ME
AND LET IT ALL ROTATE
AND IN THE END
WHEN THEY ALL GATHER ROUND
NONE OF THE REMINANTS
WE'VE LEFT WILL BE FOUND
FANTASTICALLY FACINATING
NONE SHALL INTRIGUE
LIKE ALL OF THE MARKINGS
WE'VE LEFT IN THE STREET
WHO NEEDS PROPHECIES
TO SEE THE END IS DRAWING NEAR
ITS SIMPLY HUMAN NATURE
TO DESTROY ALL THAT WE FEAR
AND WE'RE AFRAID OF THE UNKNOWN
THEREFORE PEACE WILL NEVER BE
FOR HOW COULD WE ALL EXIST
WITHOUT A COMMON ENEMY
WE NEED A THREAT…THAT'S WHEN WE ALL AGREE
A COMMON THREAT… TO BOND COMMUNITY
AGAINST A THREAT… WE STAND IN UNITY
WITHOUT A THREAT… THIS NATION WOULDN'T BE
AND THIS IS TRUE OF EVERY COUNTRY
UNDER ANY TYPE OF RULE
IN GOVERNMENT
THIS IS OF THE MOST COMMONLY USED TOOLS
DIVIDE, CONQUER, SEGREGATE AND SEPARATE
FEED FEAR INTO THE MASSES
THEN CONVINCE THEM THAT IT'S SAFE
ONLY UNDER ONE GOD…ONE RULE…
TO FIGHT THE FOREIGN LANDS
THEN SECRETLY THE POWERS THAT BE
WILL SHAKE EACH OTHERS HANDS
AND THOUGH MOST HAVE MADE IT CLEAR
THAT THEY'DE RATHER NOT KNOW
I ASK WHERE YOU GONNA RUN
WHEN THERE IS NOWHERE LEFT TO GO
WE NEED A THREAT…
AND WHILE WE SNARL AT EACH OTHER
THROUGH THE TELEVISION SCREEN
AND FIGHT AND HATE EACH OTHER
DUE TO DIFFERENCES IN SKIN
OUR FREEDOMS ARE DEPLEATED
AND OUR WORLD IS STRIPPED CLEAN
AS WE TOIL AWAY OUR LIVES
JUST A GEAR IN THIS MACHINE
WE NEED A THREAT?
DECISIONS DECISIONS
DELEGATE AUTHORITY
THE FACE OF A NATION
BECOMING A PRIORITY
A FASCIST DICTATORSHIP
THAT'S GROWN IN DISGUISE
BEHIND A VEIL OF DEMOCRACY
AND TELEVISION EYES
ITS EASY TO LEAD A FLOCK OF SHEEP
WHO CAN'T SEE THROUGH CONFORMITY
HYPOCRISY BECOMES ROUTINE
WHEN EVERY ONE IS JUST LIKE ME
IN THE LAND OF LIES AND SWALLOWED PRIDE
EVERYBODY DIES INSIDE…SO…
WHY BE DICTATORS OF OUR OWN DEMISE?
UNITE TO INSPIRE
DIVIDE TO DESTROY
FUEL FOR THE FIRE
FOOD FOR THE PLOY (DECOY)
& NO ONE WILL NOTICE
THE STATE OF TURMOIL
'TILL THE DAY WHEN THE FLAMES
TOUCH AMERICAN SOIL
"UNITE TO INSPIRE
MEET FIRE WITH FLAME
NECESSITY & NEED
ARE…NOT…THE…SAME!"
"ONE WORLD
ONE LOVE
ONE HATE
ONE PAIN"
YOU ALWAYS TELL ME
HOW TO LIVE MY LIFE
YOU TELL ME TO BELIEVE YOUR GOD
WHO SAYS HES RIGHT?
AND IF I ACCEPTED THAT
I'D NEVER BE FREE
GO FUCK YOUR SELF
LOSE YOUR VIRGINITY
JUST CAUSE…
I DON'T BELIEVE IN DOG
DOESN'T MAKE ME THE ANTI CHRIST
FUCK MIDDLE america
YOUR IGNORANCE BECAME YOUR BLISS
GOOD CHRISTIANS GO TO CHURCH
AND PRAISE THEIR FUCKED UP WAYS
SO WHAT IF SOMEONE THINKS DIFFERENTLY
DO YOU EVER LET OTHER RELIGIONS BE?
BROKEN LINES AND DOTTED EYES
A DITCH ALONG THE ROAD
AN EMPTY MIND AN UNDERLINE
A TRAIL AWAY FROM HOME
AND NOBODY IS SOMEBODY
THAT NO ONE REALLY KNOWS
I'D WANDER OFF THE BEATEN PATH
BUT THEN WHERE WOULD I GO?!!!!
EVERY TIME I'VE FALLEN DOWN
I'VE GOTTEN BACK UP
EVERY TIME I'VE TOOK A SPILL
I'VE PICKED UP THE CUP
EVERY TIME I TURNED AROUND
I'VE TURNED THE OTHER CHEEK
ONLY TO FIND TO MY SURPRISE
THAT NO ONE NEEDS ME!!!
AN URBAN SETTING
A CHAIN LINK DREAM
A POCKET FULL OF NOTHING BUT SELF-ESTEEM
A CONCRETE STARE
AN EVIL GLARE
A FIST FULL OF NOTHING
ON A HALF WAY THERE
THERE GONNA BRING THIS DOWN
WATCH IT ALL COME CRASHING DOWN
THERE GONNA BRING THIS DOWN
OPERATION GHOST TOWN
NO MORE PRINCIPLES
LESS RESPECT
LOOKING BACK ON THE PAST
WITH NO REGRET
A SHOTGUN VOICE
AND A SWITCHBLADE TONGUE
BUT WHEN IT ALL COMES DOWN
YOU DECIDE TO RUN!!!
NEVER UNDER ESTIMATE
THE POWER OF PERSUASIVE SPEECH
IMPEACH NEGATIVE THOUGHT
RENEW YOUR PROCESS
NO NONSENSE
LIKE STRUCTURE GONE
AND ARMAGEDDON
GETTING CLOSER BY THE HOUR GLASS
THE POWERLESS
A MASS NOT FEWER THEN MOST
IN THE MAJORITY
CALLING FOR THE REDISTRIBUTION OF AUTHORITY
A STANCE NEITHER RIGHT NOR LEFT
STEADY SCREAMED AT THE PEOPLE
BUT THEY'VE ALL GONE DEAF
HE WANDERS THROUGH THE HALLS
AND DONS A BLANK EXPRESSION
LIKE WALL PAPER PEELING
OR A BUTTON COME UNFASTENED
HE DOESN'T FIGHT (FIGHT)
NOT A SINGLE DROP OF ANGST
HES LONG SINCE ACCEPTED THIS
AND GROWN TO KNOW HIS PLACE
NOW LOOKING CLOSELY AT THE CONTRAST
THERES SOMETHING OUT OF PLACE
HED GATHER ALL HIS REFERENCES
IN AN ATTEMPT TO CONTEMPLATE
BUT THAT WHICH ELUDES HIM
IS NOTHING TOO PROFOUND
HES SIMPLY SEEKING TO DISTINGUISH
OR SINGLE OUT A SOUND
WHERE ALL IS SILENT (SILENT)
YET ONLY IN HIS MIND
STRUGGLE DOES THE CATCH
ONCE TANGLED IN THE LINE
AND ALL IS SILENT (SILENT)
HES DEALING WITH IT FINE
HES FILTERING THE NOISE
AND THAT'S A GIFT THAT'S COME WITH TIME
OVERWHELMED AND UNDER ESTIMATED
NOT SO LONG AGO
HIS HANDS IN THE AIR
HE WOULD CHOOSE A SEPARATE ROAD
THOUGH DIMINUTIVE IN NATURE
EFFECTIVE WAS THE PATH
HED SEEK TO GO UNNOTICED
JUST A SPECKLE ON THE GLASS
WITH PROGRESS COMES A RUMBLING
DISCOMFORTING AND GREAT
A SOUND THAT NEVER CEASES
LIKE RIPPLES ON THE LAKE
THE MOTIONS COME CONSTANT (CONSTANT)
AND STRAINING ON THE MIND
THAT'S WHY MOST OF THEM
HAVE FOUND A WAY
TO IGNORE THIS DAILY GRIND…
MIKE WAS BORN IN SEVENTY- FIVE
WITH A RUDE INTRODUCTION TO A SIMPLE LIFE
SIXTEEN YEARS LATER
HE MAKES A CHOICE
NOW AT TWENTY-SEVEN HE HAS NO VOICE
THE VOLITION OF A DEMON
GOTTA HOLD OF HIS MIND
EXCUSES TEMPT HIS LIPS LIKE WINE
HE LIKES TO FALL FLAT ON HIS BACK
STAND UP MIKE YOUR BETTER THAN THAT
NO…MIKE…DON'T DO IT!
THERE'S A LOT MORE TO LIFE
THAT YOUR GONNA MISS OUT ON…
NO…MIKE…DON'T DO IT!
BELIEVE ME WHEN I TELL YOU
THAT IT MAKES ME SAD…MIKE SLAMS!!!
MIKE WAS BORN
MIKE'S DAD WAS HIGH
HIS MOM WAS TIRED
AND GAVE UP TRYING
TIME WENT ON
SHE FOUND A MAN
AND LATER HE WOULD LEND A HAND
BUT NOTHING HE COULD SAY TO MIKE
WOULD MAKE HIM CHANGE HIS PATH IN LIFE
INSTEAD MIKE WOULD JUST
BURN THE BRIDGE
MIKE THIS AINT NO WAY TO LIVE
MIKE MET CHRISTY AT THIRTEEN
AND HELPED HER SHATTER ALL HER DREAMS
MISERY LOVES COMPANY
SO CAME THE HOLY MATRIMONY
TOGETHER THEY WOULD
MAKE TWO BOYS
AND LOSE THEM SOMEWHERE IN THE VOID
AND ONE DAY HE WOULD POINT AT HER
BLAME COMES EASY IN THIS WORLD
THE VOICES IN HIS HEAD
DRIVE HIM TO THE VERY BRINK
THEN ONE DAY
HE WANDERS IN TO CHURCH ALONE
AND STARTS TO THINK
MAYBE IT'S NOT ALL MY FAULT
I NEEDED TO BE SAVED
SEE MIKE JUST FOUND
ONE MORE PLACE
TO POINT THE FUCKING BLAME
MIKE SLAMS
MIKE DIES!!!
IN THE SHADOW OF A BUILDING
WHERE THE ROOF FALLS DOWN
ONE LONE LITTLE GIRL
CRUSHES CHALK ON THE GROUND
BENEATH A ROW OF DEAD TREES
AND THE DEAFENING SOUND
OF THE BUS AND THE TRAFFIC
AND THE RUSH OF THE CROWD
SHE DREAMS BIG
BUT NOT BEYOND HER MEANS
AND NOTHINGS GONNA STOP HER
FROM CATCHING HER DREAMS
SHE DREAMS BIG
AND SHE WILL NOT DROWN
SHES A SHIP SET SAIL
AND SHES NEVER GOING DOWN
LONE LITTLE GIRL
IN A COLD COLD WORLD
IT'S EASY TO FALL APART
BENEATH A LOT OF LIFES WEIGHT
LONE LITTLE GIRL
IN A COLD COLD WORLD
ITS BETTER TO BE THE LOVER
THAN THE ONE FULL OF HATE
SHES A LONE LITTLE GIRL
IN A COLD COLD WORLD
AND SHES WELL ON HER WAY
WITH HER MIND SET RIGHT
SHES CAUTIOUS ON A PATH
WHERE THE STONES HAVE BEEN HURLED
SHE SMILES AT THE WORLD
WITH A TEAR IN HER EYE
SHE DREAMS BIG
BUT NOT BEYOND HER MEANS
AND NOTHINGS GONNA STOP HER
FROM CATCHING HER DREAMS
SHE DREAMS BIG
AND SHE WILL NOT DROWN
SHES A SHIP SET SAIL
AND SHES NEVER GOING DOWN
WHILE TRAVELLING ON THE SEA OF SOUND
AN OLD MAN THINKS HES FIGUERED OUT
A WAY TO RECONCILE
THE SMILE HE'D LOST AS A CHILD
CAUGHT UP IN HIS THOUGHTS
HE'S FOUGHT
A LOT HAS BEEN FORGOTTEN
AND TAUGHT IN SIMPLEST TERMS
WAS IT ALL WORTHWHILE
LOST IN HIS THOUGHTS
EVERY DAY AS HE GROWS…
HE'S FOUGHT AND FORGOT
AND THE STORIES BEEN SOLD…
IN A SEA OF EXPRESSIONLESS
EYES HE TRIES…
IN VAIN TO EXPLAIN
HIS TAKE ON LIFE…
IF I WERE TO DIE TODAY
WHY WOULD ANYONE TAKE MY PLACE
IF I WERE TO DIE TODAY
WOULD THE FUTURE IVE BUILT JUST FADE AWAY
A YOUNG MAN SETTLES IN
JUST A LITTLE TOO CLOSE…
OUT OF EVERYTHING IN LIFE
HE ALWAYS WANTED THE MOST…
A DEEP SEEDED NEED
TO BE ACCEPTED IN LIFE…
MISLEADING AND DEFEATING
HEATING UP INSIDE…
WHILE ALL THAT GLITTERS
IN THE BACK OF HIS MIND
IS THE PATH
LEADING UP TO THE FINAL PRIZE…
IN A POINTLESS RACE
THROUGH THE SANDS OF TIME…
WHERE YOULL FIND
THAT REGRETS AT THE FINISH LINE…
PLATO SPEAKS OF SUNKEN LANDS
THAT VANISH OVER NIGHT…
A CHILD HIDES BENEATH A SHEET
SHIVERING IN FRIGHT…
HIS DEMONS FAR BENEATH HIS BED
DOWN IN THE ROOM BELOW…
CODDLING A BOTTLE
NEVER KNOWING WHERE TO GO…
AND THE NIGHT DRAGS ON
WHILE THE SKEPTICS LOOK FOR HOLES…
WHEN THE LIGHT COMES ON
THERE WILL BE NO BETTER COLD…
THAN THE FROST THAT WILL SETTLE
ON REGRET AND DISCONCERN…
IT'S A TALE TOLD BETTER
IN ABSTRACT TERMS…
'CAUSE THIS IS…
HIS LIFE
HER LIFE
THEIR LIFE
YOUR LIFE
OUR LIFE
ONE LIFE
AND MY LIFE TOOOOOOOOOOOOO
IS THERE A REASON TO FIGHT
A REASON TO LIE
A REASON TO LIVE
IF WERE DESTINED TO DIE
WHILE WONDEROUS IS CHILDHOOD
DISASTEROUS IS AGE
THAT WHICH DOESN'T KILL
BECOMES A TON OF DEAD WEIGHT
BUT I… REMEMBER IN THE PAST
THAT HAPPINESS WAS PRESENT
EVEN THOUGH IT DIDN'T LAST
AND I… BELIEVING IN THIS LIFE
MADE THAT PIECE OF INNOCENCE
MY REASON TO TRY…
AND NOBODY WILL TAKE AWAY
MY NEED TO SMILE
AND NOTHING THAT COMES OVER ME
WILL DROWN AWAY THAT CHILD
THAT LITTLE PIECE OF HAPPINESS
SO DELICATE INSIDE
IS HIDDEN IN THE FOLDS
IN THE BACK OF MY MIND
BUT I… REMEMBER IN THE PAST
THAT HAPPINESS WAS PRESENT
EVEN THOUGH IT DIDN'T LAST
AND I… BELIEVING IN THIS LIFE
MADE THAT PIECE OF INNOCENCE
MY REASON TO FIND
