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 illusions we've created in this life Just to in this World I'm the bold one up irresponsible fun. You don't see me the forgotten ones. Everybody's useless majesty, Everybody refuse reality Is this the consciousness you've come to in? to Survive in this world
And you sit at home McDonalds. You watch the T.V. This maze of websites has you it's so You see the sun much, see your kids much, you to pay for these things, to up with 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, pencils for corporate praise? Why do you for harmony in your prison, freedom your cage? Why not lose laptop, throw away your apron? There are better ways to Survive in world.
Meanwhile our water is dirty, our kids each other and we breathe the air. no place to move, no space to use. We reproduce as if unaware our fuel supply is almost blown. The hole in the has grown. Our oil spills the dolphins drown. There's too trash to put in the ground. And you away and turn off the news. You can't be for what you do. It's all for the quality of you choose, but when lost that right what will you do? What you do? How will you choose to Survive in this