Apr 2011
I am nostalgic for things that haven't happened
I am thrilled that the system kills your soul
I don't mind that people drop bombs
I am filled with hope as Jesus comes down from his cross
and saves me from the mushroom cloud
I find faith in green pieces of paper
I find peace in organized time and schedule
I am enlightened with spoon-fed predigested fact
Everything can't be the way we want it to
so I'm not going to take the chance to whatever I can.
There are too many things to hear about or see
so I'm going to believe in authority and what it has to say.
There are too many opinions and perspectives
so I'm going to align myself to the most popular belief
Dreams can't be achieved and passions impossible
so I'm going to save effort and get by
One day I'll be enamored to settle for someone who can stand me
I'll be generous and support wars and c.i.a coups.
I'll be fulfilled and play my part in this consumer state.
I don't know if we forgot what we are.
Items surround us
and
Ideas are shoved down our throats
That isn't what we've become though, right?
We are capable of being kind
we have the capacity for love
we can imagine the peace of a black hole
we can manage not being in power for a split-second
A split-second, because really,
that's all i think we have left.
At least for now.
sweet love for the planet earth.
we've got finance
we've got tree oppression
we've got paper moons
don't borrow anything you can't give back.
Breathing in, taking oxygen
Breathing out, give your air away
But don't worry. You won't find stares everywhere you go if you don't dress the part. So take a role and pay money you can't get because we create money out of air and magic, We make war with television and camera crews. Find your place and be complacent because if you are to be improper the camera will find it and exploit your ***** traits.
You are filthy and no more important than anybody else
and if you think you are get
real and look into a glass of water
see you are impermanent.
and that it’s okay
because rips in the earth move
and will fit together like a puzzle piece one day
the moon used to be huge in the night sky
and if you look at the water right it fills your mind
with the night
dreams materialize and get stuck under the ice
of a frozen lake
where fish are
You look through glass
ceilings but all you can see are your eyes.
black pinpoints
in a enormous grid
of slavery or love,
whatever way you want to call it,
finally being free.
if we decide. if we agree
prepare to live by the sea.
I am thrilled that the system kills your soul
I don't mind that people drop bombs
I am filled with hope as Jesus comes down from his cross
and saves me from the mushroom cloud
I find faith in green pieces of paper
I find peace in organized time and schedule
I am enlightened with spoon-fed predigested fact
Everything can't be the way we want it to
so I'm not going to take the chance to whatever I can.
There are too many things to hear about or see
so I'm going to believe in authority and what it has to say.
There are too many opinions and perspectives
so I'm going to align myself to the most popular belief
Dreams can't be achieved and passions impossible
so I'm going to save effort and get by
One day I'll be enamored to settle for someone who can stand me
I'll be generous and support wars and c.i.a coups.
I'll be fulfilled and play my part in this consumer state.
I don't know if we forgot what we are.
Items surround us
and
Ideas are shoved down our throats
That isn't what we've become though, right?
We are capable of being kind
we have the capacity for love
we can imagine the peace of a black hole
we can manage not being in power for a split-second
A split-second, because really,
that's all i think we have left.
At least for now.
sweet love for the planet earth.
we've got finance
we've got tree oppression
we've got paper moons
don't borrow anything you can't give back.
Breathing in, taking oxygen
Breathing out, give your air away
But don't worry. You won't find stares everywhere you go if you don't dress the part. So take a role and pay money you can't get because we create money out of air and magic, We make war with television and camera crews. Find your place and be complacent because if you are to be improper the camera will find it and exploit your ***** traits.
You are filthy and no more important than anybody else
and if you think you are get
real and look into a glass of water
see you are impermanent.
and that it’s okay
because rips in the earth move
and will fit together like a puzzle piece one day
the moon used to be huge in the night sky
and if you look at the water right it fills your mind
with the night
dreams materialize and get stuck under the ice
of a frozen lake
where fish are
You look through glass
ceilings but all you can see are your eyes.
black pinpoints
in a enormous grid
of slavery or love,
whatever way you want to call it,
finally being free.
if we decide. if we agree
prepare to live by the sea.
