I wish that they could hear me, out on the open roof.
But now there’s no proof of my existence, ‘cause I couldn’t face the truth.
What they were saying was lies, and to this day is so.
So come on kiddies come on down, and watch the amazing show.
For the show you see is different, it’s not like a circus at all, for you see dear boys and girls, you are in it all.
They take away your sorrow, they take away you pain, but then it comes down in the soft, soft rains.
I can’t explain the feelings that you “Feel” afterwards. But I can say that I’m numb inside because I couldn’t face the words.

They walk by with a smile, they pass by with a grin, and all I am doing is lying within.
You can not stop the progress that is happening here today, for “we must keep moving forward”, is what our people say.
But then they eat their own words, inside and out, there’s no light in this tunnel because there’s no getting out.
We’ve dug ourselves a deep one, that I can tell you.
For you see dear boys and girls, it’s time to face the truth.

We may want to ignore it, we may want to run away, but there is no turning back now because you see, in a way, we are like zombies under spells and can not escape this trap.
We can not run, we can not hide, I can tell you that.
And inside the black hole is where they keep us now, we try to run, we try to hide, but I can tell you now, that this big green ball we live on, is very obsolete.
It is ignored like most things that crawl under your feet.
Just because we have it, does it mean we should?
If you abuse this power, then what is to be understood, is that life as we know it is gone, and we can never get it back.
Does this mean of all things that we’ve lost out moral track?

The glued on stares, the droopy eyes, the way we talk is gone.
The laughing the smiling, they’ve all gone away, they’ve gone away like birds in flight or the “new found” day.
We can not change the future, but now we change the past, to make it worse, and worse, and worse, and get even more off track.
There’s no way of telling, how long we will live, for you see dear kids of all ages, it’s time to face the truth.
If you can not see because of the light that comes off it, then you need to back down and not hail to it.
I wish I would have done these things many years ago, now sit back dear children and enjoy this little show.
They say that monsters only exist with in ones mind, but I beg to differ because they are real and mighty fine.
They do as you command them to they know every single word, they help you with your homework and know every type of bird.
I wish I knew then what I know now, cause if I did dear children I would be so different now.
I would see clearly, hear well and even enjoy the sun.
I know it’s not our ways now, but I’ve only begun.
The wind in my hair the smell of the earth, the feeling of being free, the moon the stars the rain, and the fire in the hearth.
I wish they could hear my cries out on the open roof.
But now there’s no proof of my existence, because I couldn’t face the truth.