This was the year he fell to pieces
This was the year that more people than he even knew ever existed scrambled to put him back together again.
and as they tried they didnt notice he was smiling...
smiling his ass off...
no pun intended.
Oh what have we become
Oh what have you become
not allowed to kick the feet up and sleep until its done.
ground control, ground control to major Tom!!!
we found a hole in your theory and we named it Sean.
And when the leaves fall the land looks more human its got me questioning the essence of my farm boy bluee, Hence,
I never wore the fashions of the know-what-Im-doing.
but there wont be no alarm when we sound up the movement.
A river runs through it
until Im made out of fluids.
My fathers name is Art and My names Pride,
and while my destiny reads the recipe for confusion
Im looking for who ever writes so empty inside,
as the paneling comes unglued
Im averaging a camel every hour as a substitute for food.
out standing in this field waiting for the storm
trying to teach the alphabet to the children of the corn
YO THE MUSIC AINT LOUD ENOUGH!!!
I cant still hear the voices in your head
the choices the chosen to choose
temporarily impaired me
Im terribly proud if you dont turn it up louder im breaking out!!
I face the sun when i talk
and I hold his hand as i walk him across the street
got caught inside of a self taught it just dont stop
and I`ll trade you a parable for a probably
kick this one for St. Paul
and miss for minneapolis
and kick this one here for me and my super hero complex
And when I can im going to build a castle the touches the clouds
NOT TO GET CLOSER TO GOD
but to get further from y`all