I see the same car everywhere,
I am passing it I say,
I entertain that its not fair,
Then I look away.
Things that I don't want to see,
But I can't escape,
All the things that used to be,
I've shoved behind the drape.
It is all a show after all,
Can't you understand?
The forces that are mighty and tall,
Are scheming from another land.
You are but a pawn in the game,
However, do not be discouraged,
Your angels are not to blame,
They are the reason it is far you've journeyed.
Everything will be explained,
When you arrive home,
All the things that drive you mad,
will finally leave you to roam.
No, it is not mistake,
No, it's not just in your head,
The events that occur when you're awake,
Are as planned as blood is red.