I'm the cold one, the enlightened one. You don't see me screaming, the one. Everybody's rooted therapy, I'll be stupid therapy All these illusions we've created in life Just to in this World I'm the one dreaming up irresponsible fun. You don't see me healing the ones. Everybody's useless majesty, Everybody refuse this Is this the consciousness you've to delight in? to Survive in this world
And you sit at eating McDonalds. You watch the T.V. maze of websites has you brainwashed it's so You don't see the sun much, see your much, you to pay for these things, to keep up the Jones', make them 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, pushing pencils for corporate Why do you for harmony in your prison, freedom from cage? Why not lose your laptop, throw away apron? There are better to Survive in this world.
Meanwhile our water is dirty, our kids each other and we can't the air. no place to move, no space to use. We reproduce as if unaware that our fuel supply is blown. The hole in the has grown. Our oil spills make the drown. There's too trash to put in the ground. And you look and turn off the news. You can't be for what you do. It's all for the quality of you choose, but you've lost that right what will you do? will you do? How will you choose to Survive in this