The storm settled down upon upon me, turned it all to stone
Places where the flowers once grew, just a sink hole
The innocence I took for granted, yeah, well it's gone
And with my world falling down around me, it's time to stand tall
I will not be pushed, filed, stamped, indexed, briefed, debriefed or numbered...
Dust collects on another year as memories wearing thin
The days before the unraveling, the fog that I was in
Growing up and looking back, I ate it off my plate
f***** up generosities, it was the icing of the cake
Wandering through the meadows, I turn and face the sun
Our nature has its harmony, so where did things go wrong?
The ground that I had stood upon, the way it seemed so firm
Factored fraud, the tethers gone, my universe to unlearn
The pain...
The fear...
Of changing fuels
I'm changing fuels
Confront...
Fall-out...
Of changing fuels
I'm changing fuels
As holes began to form, the veneer deteriorated
The particle board delivery, the currents of sedation
Packaged off the a**embly line and milked until it falls
While heat from the engine relieves itself as stress upon us all
Novelties and entertainment, nothing I can hold
Clear as day that our bread is fake, "the emperor wears no clothes"
So I wove a tiny carpet with the smallest bits of truth
To stand upon I'm standing tall and deaf to the pipers flute
The storm settled down upon upon me, turned it all to stone
Places where the flowers once grew, just a sink hole
The innocence I took for granted, yeah, well it's gone
And with my world falling down around me, it's time to stand tall
This ideal reality, it's under the glass
And how many have-nots go to the grave
Still trying in vain to be a have
Minus one, as I'm pulling the plugs
Taking apart the seams, changing the fuels
I am my own beacon...
Circle around the wagon train, and chuck the f****** monkey wrench
So hide behind your tinted glass, conservative shade, your jacked-up rent
Half baked cellophane and the wine to wash away the guilt
Your house of steel is a house of cards, pathetic veil of s*** you've built
The storm settled down upon upon me, turned it all to stone
Places where the flowers once grew, just a sink hole
The innocence I took for granted, yeah, well it's gone
And with my world falling down around me, it's time to stand tall
The pain...
The fear...
Of changing fuels
I'm changing fuels
Confront...
Fall-out...
Of changing fuels
I'm changing fuels
Weakened by the rate of flow, the crowd without a name
If chain of man does not pull taunt, my link you cannot blame
The traits I seek can not be found in the roots of the hollow tree
So I cut away the umbilical cord, my life belongs to me
The storm settled down upon upon me, turned it all to stone
Places where the flowers once grew, just a sink hole
The innocence I took for granted, yeah, well it's gone
And with my world falling down around me, it's time to stand tall
Give up?
Sell out?
Places where the flowers once grew, just a sink hole
The innocence I took for granted, yeah, well it's gone
And with my world falling down around me, it's time to stand tall
I will not be pushed, filed, stamped, indexed, briefed, debriefed or numbered...
Dust collects on another year as memories wearing thin
The days before the unraveling, the fog that I was in
Growing up and looking back, I ate it off my plate
f***** up generosities, it was the icing of the cake
Wandering through the meadows, I turn and face the sun
Our nature has its harmony, so where did things go wrong?
The ground that I had stood upon, the way it seemed so firm
Factored fraud, the tethers gone, my universe to unlearn
The pain...
The fear...
Of changing fuels
I'm changing fuels
Confront...
Fall-out...
Of changing fuels
I'm changing fuels
As holes began to form, the veneer deteriorated
The particle board delivery, the currents of sedation
Packaged off the a**embly line and milked until it falls
While heat from the engine relieves itself as stress upon us all
Novelties and entertainment, nothing I can hold
Clear as day that our bread is fake, "the emperor wears no clothes"
So I wove a tiny carpet with the smallest bits of truth
To stand upon I'm standing tall and deaf to the pipers flute
The storm settled down upon upon me, turned it all to stone
Places where the flowers once grew, just a sink hole
The innocence I took for granted, yeah, well it's gone
And with my world falling down around me, it's time to stand tall
This ideal reality, it's under the glass
And how many have-nots go to the grave
Still trying in vain to be a have
Minus one, as I'm pulling the plugs
Taking apart the seams, changing the fuels
I am my own beacon...
Circle around the wagon train, and chuck the f****** monkey wrench
So hide behind your tinted glass, conservative shade, your jacked-up rent
Half baked cellophane and the wine to wash away the guilt
Your house of steel is a house of cards, pathetic veil of s*** you've built
The storm settled down upon upon me, turned it all to stone
Places where the flowers once grew, just a sink hole
The innocence I took for granted, yeah, well it's gone
And with my world falling down around me, it's time to stand tall
The pain...
The fear...
Of changing fuels
I'm changing fuels
Confront...
Fall-out...
Of changing fuels
I'm changing fuels
Weakened by the rate of flow, the crowd without a name
If chain of man does not pull taunt, my link you cannot blame
The traits I seek can not be found in the roots of the hollow tree
So I cut away the umbilical cord, my life belongs to me
The storm settled down upon upon me, turned it all to stone
Places where the flowers once grew, just a sink hole
The innocence I took for granted, yeah, well it's gone
And with my world falling down around me, it's time to stand tall
Give up?
Sell out?