I'm the one, seemingly the enlightened one. You see me screaming, the frightened one. Everybody's rooted therapy, I'll be your stupid All these illusions we've created in life Just to Survive in this I'm the one dreaming up irresponsible fun. You don't see me the forgotten ones. Everybody's majesty, Everybody refuse this reality Is this the consciousness come to delight in? to Survive in this world
And you sit at home McDonalds. You the T.V. gleam maze of websites has you brainwashed it's so You don't see the sun much, see kids much, you have to pay for things, to keep up with the Jones', make jealous. you feel so supreme.
Why are you an artist, why are you a seer, waiting in a daze? Why are you a dancer, why are you a healer, pencils for corporate praise? Why do you ache for harmony in prison, freedom from cage? Why not lose laptop, throw away your apron? There are better to Survive in this world.
Meanwhile our water is dirty, our kids each other and we breathe the air. There's no to move, no space to use. We reproduce as if we're our fuel supply is almost blown. The hole in the has grown. Our oil spills make the 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 quality of you choose, but when you've lost that right what you do? will you do? How you choose to Survive in this world?