I’m stuck in my house, with no way to get out

Cause the gloomy weather is as slick as black leather

So I sit and ponder of the things that lie over yonder

Where the grass is green and the girls aren’t so mean  

While I envision stars across the walls and planets throughout the halls

As I begin to close my eyes and soar throughout the skies

I see that this house is not a cage but a way to free my rage