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I wasn't walkin' on water. I was standin' on a reef. When the tide came near. Swept beneath the surface. Lost without a trace. No hope at all. No hope at all.
Well I'm gonna raise a fuss, yes, I'm gonna raise a holler. About working all summer just to try earn a dollar. Well I went to the Boss Man, tried to get a break..
Packaged like a rebel or a hero. Target mass appeal. To make an audience feel. He really means it. . Package the illusion of persona. Careful to conceal.
Well I'm gonna raise a fuss, yes, I'm gonna raise a holler. About working all summer just to try earn a dollar. Well I went to the Boss Man, tried to get a break..
Sprawling on the fringes of the city. In geometric order. An insulated border. In between the bright lights. And the far unlit unknown. . Growing up it all seems so one-sided.
Trust to your instincts. If it's safely restrained. Lightning reactions. Must be carefully trained. . Heat of the moment. Curse of the young. Spit out your anger.
As the waves crash in on the western shore. The wind blows fierce from the east. The wave tops torn to a flying spindrift, spindrift. . As the waves crash in on the western shore.
How many times do you hear it?. It goes on all day long. Everyone knows everything. And no one's ever wrong. Until later. . Who can you believe?. It's hard to play it safe.
Waiting for the winds of change. To sweep the clouds away. Waiting for the rainbow's end. To cast its gold your way. Countless ways, you pass the days.
A man can lose his past, in a country like this. Wandering aimless. Parched and nameless. A man could lose his way, in a country like this. Canyons and cactus.
Shapes of things before my eyes,. Just teach me to despise.. Will time make men more wise?. Here within my lonely frame,. My eyes just hurt my brain..
When I was a boy I thought about the times I'd be a man. I'd sit inside a bottle and pretend that I was in a can. In my lonely room I'd sit my mind in an ice cream cone.
The way out is the way in. The way out is the way in. The way out is the way in. The way out is the way in. . Out of touch. With the weather and the wind direction.
Hey. . I've stood upon my mountain top. And shouted at the sky. Walked above the pavement. With my senses amplified. I get this feeling. . All my nerves are naked wires.
A memo to a higher office. Open letter to the powers that be. To a god, a king, a head of state. A captain of industry. To the movers and the shakers.
My world is like a river, dark as it is deep. Night after night the past slips in and gathers all my sleep. My days are just an endless stream of emptiness to me.