You look in magazines for something to follow
another sign that your life's hollow, you swallow
all the shit that the media's feedin' ya
you just follow where the crowd is leadin' ya
soon you're gonna find out they're lost too
and you've all been ridin' on another ship of fools
if you listen to the voice inside, you might find
you've got soul enough to make your own mind...
Time - to build a dream with my bare hands
slips away with the falling sands
I'm carried out to sea
Once - you let the tide take you away
you may never return again
that's how it has to be.
(guitar solo)
Faith - is the thing you can't replace
if you ever want peace in your space
just let the plot unfold...
All - you ever really had here was you
and you can bet true friends are few
we're coming in from the cold...
I can hear you from the other side of town
Blastin' the funk on your new sound system that you bought
with the money you made hustlin' dope
I hope you sleep well, I hope you can cope with
the fact that you're really workin' for the man (yeah)
just another punk runnin' contraban
not to mention that you're killin' your neighbors
Kindly fade away, do the world a fuckin' favor...
Lead - me on to the highest high
I wanna see the world through new eyes
Content to be blind for so long
Now - I gotta live a different way
the future can start today
I'll be singin' my own song...
©James Maloney 1997