released on "Country I Once Knew"
The light in our hearts
Is punctured by darts
Left in a state of infection
We hope and fish
And trust in a wish
Burning of impression
Like father, like son
The unsuccessful one
Buried in a heap of defeat
There are dreams to be seen
And hopes to believe
In the eyes of the freak
A mindful of dreams
They bring you to your knees
The first sight of inception
You pick yourself up
Dust yourself down
You've armed yourself with perception
There's more to be said
About the poor and unfed
Than the ones who seek perfection
Roads can be paved
With a jailbreak escape
You've armed yourself with direction
This ain't no fairytale
This could be goodbye or farewell
The confusion of depression
It comes in piles
With shackles and trials
With acceptance comes progression
The man who screams and squalors
And pulls on your collar
Aint armed with direction
He hopes and fishes
And is drowning in his wishes
He's armed with delusion
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