You're on a major label too...
You're on a major label too...
You're on a major label too...
You're on a major label too...
Let it go!
In the beginning, long before the open eyes
Back before the need to furnish your disguise
Safety grew on trees, shelter was the leaves
All future, no past, only blades of healthy grass
But everyday the middle class charade got played out
Fast, more and more of your innocence dropped by the axe
cut through the bark, your values turned to splinters
all the duty and compassion, it added up to nothing
made a promise to the sky to never get left behind
clip the vines, test the wine, your honour set to flame
cos' it's a a business game, your roots don't drink no more
you're the future, you earned it and you're member for
Life...was a trunk like in first grade
Grow...start a branch when you think it's safe
Out....on a limb, all alone, when you turned your back...
To the ones that love you!
Life...divides the trunk up in many ways
Grow...build your branch, you gotta get paid
Out....in the world, will you you teach your seeds to give back...
Or will you miss the whole point of life?
Your jars of tolerance is nearly full
And you're phasing far away from all the people around you
Where have you been and where were you aim?
Stuck in the syrup of your plans: move ahead, stay the same
the moment of foreshadowing, a split second of stillness
the precious years before the whirlpool of nameless
sucks you in, kills your grin, you'll catch the toiling spirit
the next reward just an inch from your finger tips
basic trade yields a benefit to mankind
but modern times in the factory dehumanized
the gleam of the pension won't reflect what turns to shards
Where's your heart? Where's your heart? Where's your heart?
Life...was a trunk like in first grade
Grow...start a branch when you think it's safe
Out....on a limb, all alone, when you turned your back...
To the ones that love you!
Life...divides the trunk up in many ways
Grow...build your branch, you gotta get paid
Out....in the world, will you you teach your seeds to give back...
Or will you miss the whole point of life?
Will you do it for the factory?
Or the smokestack industry?
The oil refinery?
Or the nuclear waste facility?
Is it...invitable?
Or hereditary?
Only puppets point the finger
Cos' it's them who work the banks
The military and reserves
And the packaging plants for the fast food companies
Life...you have to work, you're gonna have to work!
Tree...if you want to survive, you have to survive!
Life...when it splits apart, oh when it splits apart!
Tree...will you stay alive, oh will you stay alive!
Will you stay alive?!
Life...was a trunk like in first grade
Grow...start a branch when you think it's safe
Out....on a limb, all alone, when you turned your back...
To the ones that love you!
Life...divides the trunk up in many ways
Grow...build your branch, you gotta get paid
Out....in the world, will you you teach your seeds to give back...
Or will you miss the whole point of life?
Humanity over industry...
You're on a major label too...
You're on a major label too...
You're on a major label too...
Let it go!
In the beginning, long before the open eyes
Back before the need to furnish your disguise
Safety grew on trees, shelter was the leaves
All future, no past, only blades of healthy grass
But everyday the middle class charade got played out
Fast, more and more of your innocence dropped by the axe
cut through the bark, your values turned to splinters
all the duty and compassion, it added up to nothing
made a promise to the sky to never get left behind
clip the vines, test the wine, your honour set to flame
cos' it's a a business game, your roots don't drink no more
you're the future, you earned it and you're member for
Life...was a trunk like in first grade
Grow...start a branch when you think it's safe
Out....on a limb, all alone, when you turned your back...
To the ones that love you!
Life...divides the trunk up in many ways
Grow...build your branch, you gotta get paid
Out....in the world, will you you teach your seeds to give back...
Or will you miss the whole point of life?
Your jars of tolerance is nearly full
And you're phasing far away from all the people around you
Where have you been and where were you aim?
Stuck in the syrup of your plans: move ahead, stay the same
the moment of foreshadowing, a split second of stillness
the precious years before the whirlpool of nameless
sucks you in, kills your grin, you'll catch the toiling spirit
the next reward just an inch from your finger tips
basic trade yields a benefit to mankind
but modern times in the factory dehumanized
the gleam of the pension won't reflect what turns to shards
Where's your heart? Where's your heart? Where's your heart?
Life...was a trunk like in first grade
Grow...start a branch when you think it's safe
Out....on a limb, all alone, when you turned your back...
To the ones that love you!
Life...divides the trunk up in many ways
Grow...build your branch, you gotta get paid
Out....in the world, will you you teach your seeds to give back...
Or will you miss the whole point of life?
Will you do it for the factory?
Or the smokestack industry?
The oil refinery?
Or the nuclear waste facility?
Is it...invitable?
Or hereditary?
Only puppets point the finger
Cos' it's them who work the banks
The military and reserves
And the packaging plants for the fast food companies
Life...you have to work, you're gonna have to work!
Tree...if you want to survive, you have to survive!
Life...when it splits apart, oh when it splits apart!
Tree...will you stay alive, oh will you stay alive!
Will you stay alive?!
Life...was a trunk like in first grade
Grow...start a branch when you think it's safe
Out....on a limb, all alone, when you turned your back...
To the ones that love you!
Life...divides the trunk up in many ways
Grow...build your branch, you gotta get paid
Out....in the world, will you you teach your seeds to give back...
Or will you miss the whole point of life?
Humanity over industry...