Words are just signs, not the situation
Hopes and simple truth is poking through
I can't stand this separation
Someones drawing guns on my cartoons
Weve been taught how to read the world
But everyones got blinkers on
No two people read the same situation
Gods got better things to do
Holidays are full
Sunshine beautiful
Now the day appears
Sunrise beautiful
Summer turns into the fall
Try to understand it all
Ill become a bum
Someones gonna hold you to your words
Winter snows into the spring
Understandings not the thing
Im a dinosaur
Someones gonna hold you to your words
I learnt all about nothing in India
Bridging is all I'll ever know
There's people living in boxes
Where noone goes or even drives down slow
I wouldn't even bother to inform you
Of this waste of human beings
Empathy wont work with reason
Empathys just a common feeling