Another day is flying by.
I don't know why.
Seems as if I'm watching the every day fly
While the exceptional just get by
Because something's always wrong.
As they pick up and carry on
After a past that hurt them,
A pain that drives them,
We all grow and we can smile,
But it can only last a while
Because something's always wrong.
But we pick up and carry on.
You speak of dreams while your eyes of fear.
You know you want to get out of here.
Sometimes the way seems so clear.
But it grows so cloudy, the despair so near
Because something's always wrong.
Something's always wrong,
But you pick up and carry on.
We'll have to learn to put the past away,
Heal the wounds and enjoy the day.
Keep on walking when death blocks the way.
Remember that there's so much right
When something's always wrong
Because something's always wrong.
Something's always wrong.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Identification
What is it? What are you? They all must know.
Before you are allowed to stay or go
Names must be given, specific names, to everything high and low.
Without a name it cannot show.
When everything must be identified
Everything is so closely analyzed.
The unusual are judged the most.
Even the ignorant of the system are forced to toast
To labels and anti-obscurity.
It'll end in madness, probably.
What happened to equality?
Identify or be cast out.
Is this what we've come to be about?
All are judged for what people think they seem to be.
So many are too blind to see.
Even the lonely are not left alone.
Judges with dying minds and hearts of stone
Tell us what cannot be.
So many people too blind to see.
You may buy in, but certainly not me.
I will not be identified
By any of these people's lies.
I am not a stereotype.
I will not wear a coded stripe.
Group one, group two, then me, then you.
We won't give in no matter what they do.
To be an individual is even a label now.
Where is our place to be safe and sound?
Nothing like anyone and anything but anything.
A new song, a new song is the only one we will sing.
Unique in God's eyes, unique as a creation.
The only one I need to identify with is Him in direct relation.
Before you are allowed to stay or go
Names must be given, specific names, to everything high and low.
Without a name it cannot show.
When everything must be identified
Everything is so closely analyzed.
The unusual are judged the most.
Even the ignorant of the system are forced to toast
To labels and anti-obscurity.
It'll end in madness, probably.
What happened to equality?
Identify or be cast out.
Is this what we've come to be about?
All are judged for what people think they seem to be.
So many are too blind to see.
Even the lonely are not left alone.
Judges with dying minds and hearts of stone
Tell us what cannot be.
So many people too blind to see.
You may buy in, but certainly not me.
I will not be identified
By any of these people's lies.
I am not a stereotype.
I will not wear a coded stripe.
Group one, group two, then me, then you.
We won't give in no matter what they do.
To be an individual is even a label now.
Where is our place to be safe and sound?
Nothing like anyone and anything but anything.
A new song, a new song is the only one we will sing.
Unique in God's eyes, unique as a creation.
The only one I need to identify with is Him in direct relation.
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