Land of the Witless

Clear and through the concrete woods      
Sprawling plague of the land      
Culture is a packaged good      
Living off of mass demand      
And when I shout for help      
I hope Iím not the only one      
Their ears stuck with squelching felt      
Thereís simply a picture of the sun[/font]    
For all these years      
Iíve fallen, Iíve tried      
When I reach the top      
To find the truth      
Who would listen to the likes of you?      
Everyone should be equal, isnít that right?      
Letís forget everything, letís lose sight      
Conflict is the evil of the world      
Because itís what truly makes us bright      
Letís remove it, extinguish the fire of life      
Replace it with something more serious,      
Feel the crunch of the corporate bite    
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[/font]Land of the witless      
Woe is me      
What have I done?      
What donít I see?      
Everything is clear, hope isnít gone      
The light is dimming      
But I swear itís still on![/font]    
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[/font]We rely so long on what was presented as the truth[/font]    
[/font]I suppose it is the biggest fault of our youth[/font]    
[/font]Dependant on a string of lies and a hollow box[/font]    
[/font]Snippets of history disappear at the click of a clock[/font]    
[/font]We realize things aren't going so great[/font]    
[/font]Remedy the situation; cover it in paint. [/font]     
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[/font]Now it is a picture of a shining star[/font]    
[/font]No blinding light, no nuclear fusion[/font]    
[/font]Just a template for a lowered bar[/font]    
[/font]It's progressive; expectations loosened[/font]    
[/font]Why be radical, why be real?[/font]    
[/font]It's not like these things invoke a feel[/font]    
[/font]It doesn't prompt pretty girls to run through the sand[/font]    
[/font]It's no more than a bulb gone grand[/font]    
[/font]It's not a spectacle to light the night sky[/font]    
[/font]It's nothing new-- Admire it, why? [/font]    
[/font]The real thing was quite a fright[/font]    
[/font]An irritating glow of gold[/font]    
[/font]Dangerous, confusing; endlessly bright[/font]    
[/font]Not to mention far too hot[/font]    
[/font]We would rather be blind; cold[/font]    
[/font]Something, much like a robot.[/font]    
Written by Quandry
Published | Edited 28th Jun 2011
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