Still-Water Spectacle The Hotelier

We're letting it out
The wildest shout
We're showing our teeth
And we're perfectly fine

These white walls hurt my eyes, they show me the reason why it is that the caged bird sings: they miss all the seasons
They don't feel safe inside what they have been given
They don't feel satisfied being able to look through the bars at the world outside

We're letting it out
The wildest shout
We're claiming it all
Or just at least for tonight

If blue skies have taught us anything, it's that there is no such thing as purity
Without the occasional rain cloud, or the winds from the coast that bring in the hurricane that settles the eye, and stirs up the ocean for the waves to arise, and the earthquake that brings down the house that we lie in
This still-water world just contrasts our minds...

That are chaotic, and they're wild, and they're free, and they're nothing like they want them to be
And its pulsing and its true, the heart of the beast is in you
And we feel it and we know, and we just have to let it go
And it's living and it breathes, our inner peace love and anarchy
And it shines through the clouds, and she lets us all know that she's proud

We're letting it out
The wildest shout
We're showing our teeth
And we're digging them in