Would a first floor window have a lock
You are only crawling faster
You got yourself uptight
We're not partners in or paramedics for
Call someone to alleviate the senses
You seem so safely spoon fed

Your mind is a long divide
This whole world's going to make you a part of it
Facts or fiction fit for further alliteration

If you were meant for the wealth of applause
People build people in their
And throw yourself off
Canonized in REM rhythm
Sitting guilty in the spirit of a passive sinner

There are no bleachers by bedsides

And we can't operate on oblivious

It's like a hospital hosting hypochondriacs
Oh look, your head
Are there anymore?
Your eyes indent, your oblong head
You're not standing upright yet
This whole world is going to leave you out
Deduct your logic, we'll lock up
You can see it in our faces
(Your)
Heads
Never let ever, let your body feel
How your mind could leave it
Or maybe just unlatch it
For we have traveled far
A simple fraction of our time