1. |
Outside Inside
04:14
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Someone on the outside just died
Someone on the inside just lied
The train it moved along
Making time, winding it’s way home
When a man stepped on the tracks alone
Someone on the inside just lied
Someone on the outside just died
"The trouble’s with the engine", they said
Then they quickly hid away
No one moves another inch today
Someone on the outside just died
Someone on the inside just lied
Someone on the outside
Lost the gift you never give away
But inside, there's only anger from delay
Someone on the inside just lied
Someone on the outside just died
Those around me only laughed
At a man who couldn’t see the light
No one cared why he just gave up the fight
Someone on the outside just lied
Someone on the inside just died
I watched the lightning and the rain
Try to wash away what we had learned
The stains won’t fade and the sky still burns
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2. |
Straw Man
04:12
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So I go down to the station
But my train's not on time
And my pockets are too empty
To give an answer that'll take me down the line
So I look at what I am
Propped up, turning in the wind
And know they'll bend you and they'll break you
To shape the mean, that lies within
The resistance is zero, gain maximized
Turn up the volume, no compromise
With your cranial noise headphones donned
Hold still while I sew your head back on
You've been fixing for a fight
But your dogs are looking thin
Spent your last dollar on a magazine
To arm the mean, that lies within
When you can grow a guitar from the seed of a tree
But due to the science, they cannot be free
They just smile and plant an orchard of axes
And tell everyone to just choke on their taxes
Hiding in plain sight
Better mobilize the kin
Or manipulate the bewildered herd
To drive the mean, that lies within
Trivial psychic, the obvious master
We all share the gift, see the coming disaster
The flash bomb whistles, the cameraman jumps
Making bland predictions sure smooths out the bumps
So I'm back down at the station
Can you tell me where you've been?
You say you need some kind of scarecrow
To shock the mean, that lies within
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3. |
You Could See
03:02
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Clouded by experience
Enclosed within his own cruel world of
knowledge and appearances
Betrothed but still alone
He stands waiting, yes looking for the girl
He feels the cold wind on his face
Expecting to wake up from this day's bad dream
of love's disgrace
She wasn't all that she seemed to be
The games she played were too much for his soul
Look out the window
Say what you see
It suits you well but it's no good for me
Searching for a firm foundation
Lost amid the speculation
Your faith was only in what you could see
A new home out among the simple,
The restless and the hungry people
Trying to forget his past dreams
Money really is what it seems
Scraping just to drive another day
Two jobs won't pay the bills
You shouldn't just expect it would be easy
Just say it will
And these things ain't pleasing to you
Would sell your soul for only one more day
Look out the window
Say what you see
It suits you well but it's no good for me
Searching for a firm foundation
Lost amid the speculation
Your faith was only in what you could see
What you could see
You could see
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