Our eyes were lost within ourselves
And there were no thoughts of what was to be gained
But just memories of civilian liberty

in a silent room
With our heads shaven and our mouths full
Rediscovering ourselves with each batted eye
We sat and chewed and stared deeper into space

we sat against sanitized walls
And talked of someone that seemed so familiar
And under red lights we wrote to those who
Controlled our minds and dreams.

feel the sponge scrubbing our brains
And as we held our tired eyes and stared into space
We wondered what it meant to be sane.