[Prozac]

Why can't we speak another language?
One we all agree on
When men look outside, they see houses instead of the fields they grew from
We are constantly uprooted from them making us tiresome and fearful
Can you get up right now endeavour to freefall?

You can fall if you want to!
It's just a matter of how far...
You've treasured our hometown, but you've forgotten where you are
And it will stay with you until your mind's been found, and it has been found wandering around

With that skipping rope, the trampoline, the crafty smoke that made us choke
But we didn't give up hope
It's just the simple ways of getting paid, the carelessness of running away
I wish I stayed

Patterns all arranged in my background
Pillars and posts keeping this country on form
Letters were all sent with no addessses so that people can't discover
That we're always under cover...
Why do I always draw triangles?
Instead of words this paper deserves

I don't own my clothes but I own my mind, and it's not what you've lost but it's what you find