I'm the cold one, seemingly the one. You don't see me screaming, the one. Everybody's rooted therapy, I'll be your stupid All illusions we've created in this life Just to Survive in this I'm the one dreaming up irresponsible fun. You see me healing the forgotten ones. Everybody's majesty, Everybody refuse this reality Is the consciousness you've come to delight in? Just to Survive in world
And you sit at home McDonalds. You the T.V. gleam This maze of websites has you so fascinating You don't see the sun much, see your much, you to pay for these things, to keep up with the Jones', make jealous. you feel so supreme.
Why are you an artist, why are you a seer, waiting tables in a Why are you a dancer, why are you a healer, pencils for corporate praise? Why do you ache for in your prison, from your cage? Why not lose your laptop, throw away apron? are better ways to Survive in this world.
Meanwhile our water is dirty, our kids each other and we can't the air. There's no to move, no space to use. We reproduce as if unaware that our fuel is almost blown. The hole in the has grown. Our oil make the dolphins drown. too much trash to put in the ground. And you look away and off the news. You be responsible for what you do. It's all for the of life you choose, but you've lost that right what will you do? What you do? How will you choose to Survive in this