Ideas turned ideology create Infinite numbers of lines in the sand Here's mine and there's yours Serotonin deficient lives Laying dreams on the back of others Then shunning them for breaking
Men told to **** the marrow Women told to **** the **** Pigeon holed sweater wearers Hanging the future in neat picture frames Staring intently to help it self-materialize
Junkies pry the world limb by limb Holding hands in *** ba ya As they skip off windowed cliffs Red light burning away the innocence Of hairless brown rabbits Hypnotized boxers fighting ideas While onlookers are sold to slavers Breathless New Ageisms Creating an orthodoxy of unorthodoxy Visions of trains in a spotless horizon Idolizing the unreal, a hope for hope Destined for eternal disappointment