Lyrics

The sound is coming through the trees And we stand paralyzed The corporate godhead demands a sacrifice And it's a present day danger We're a human plantation More like a human rainforest Ghetto deforestation Picture this Picture lines Picture lines and poor design All the world is defined by temporary borderlines Keeping eyes on the prize But everybody has eyes Another dubious goal Anaesthetised But our eyes stay blind but we can feel it And we don't say a word But it's no secret Picture this Picture lines Picture lines and poor design All the world is defined by our self-identified borderlines Then I thought that it was no good All my dreams they turned to wood I froze where I stood just like damaged goods I would have run if I could I would have run if I could So I quit my job, dropped out of school At the time it felt like the right thing to do Now I know it's true, it's 1992 I saved my vision from the bottomless blue