the message

maybe there is no other way to say to you today
that i don't want to play your delusion and dismay
take all of your rulebooks and all of your clay
and make, in your image, some other disarray
and to your own image you can pray
someone like me might go away
when someone like you comes to stay

but even if the whole thing was a lie
we can still dream of seeing eye to eye

oh my

this is the song that you never heard
this is the message you never received
because you were closed to the truth in the word
you let another choose what you believed

this is the lyric that was never sung
this is the bible that you never read
every holy book at your head like a gun
you live more worried about being dead
than caring for life oh my
you could have live your life instead
(you could have been alive instead)

standards too high for this world at this time
life is the point you foolishly declined
maybe find solaced amusement in rhyme
meter allows thought to be left behind
all but the one line clearing the mind
in a moment this world is resigned
to be so inclined
to leave us behind

fears at this time are so acceptibly blind
you miss the point and get left behind

selling delusion and calling it kind
the tables can turn before you ever find
we are the world we so cruelly declined
and in the end we missed the point
were all left behind

so caught up in how we might be designed
we missed the point and got left behind

waiting for something we may never find
we missed the point and got left behind

born with two eyes we closed to be blind
we missed the point and got left behind

fearing the truth we pretend lies are kind
we missed the point and got left behind