Yea, well I was really bored in history today, so I wrote this! (well, some of it)... a collage of original and song lines (mostly the last section) to kinda try to put some of the bad feelings I had last night into words, to express it... i dont know...

Will I ever learn to fly?
Or even grow wings
Leave the nest and become free
Or will stay with the flock
And fly in a perfect V

But the worn path has been swept bear
Of meaning and feeling
And the candles blowen out

Off the deep end I go
Will I surface?
I don't know
Release Me
Release Me
(faker)?

Leave?
Wish I could
Pig in a Cage
Man in a Box

Chains tie me down
Invisible chains all around
I'm to sensitive
Art and Culture are dead

My crush with eyeliner
What position should I where?
Ice Age coming
Where'd you park the car?
Cut the kids in half
Walking... Walking... Walking...

(Incert Violent thoughts here)

(Phew, though I lost myself)

The roads are not very clean (ok, we're agreed on that)
The food we eat is not very healthy (ok, we're agreed on that)
And the music we make is not particulary good (ok, we're agreed on that)
And the planets sort of revolve around the sun (ok, we're agreed on that)
And the moon is a big ball with nothing on it, and I don't think anyones ever been there (ok, so we're kinda agreed on that, so what are th options then?... Ok, so lets get together and smoke a pizzia pie)
The people with the pizzia pie, made me very high
The people with the questions smile
The people with the answers lie
They lie
So no pizzia for them