shut your eyes and check your pulse. are you still awake? are you still alive? thought to have fallen asleep 18 months ago. the blood is still flowing but not at the rate it once was. new ideas are developed and dismissed because they express something that is not universally thought. here is your dollar, here is my dollar. these are the same dollars that our father and his father have passed to the top to give them power. the buck stops here and i gave it to you. inspire new thought and a way of life, different from the american way. build a home on possibility not to be caught in the shuffle or live in a house full of missed opportunity.
Lyrics submitted by DarkerShadeofWinter