Your mind is your own prison
Do you expect me to believe
That your eyes are both so callused
That neither one can see
All of the beautiful people
Floating on the breeze?
Perception clouds the sky
With debris
Empty pockets of promises
Skating across the sky
Your beautiful face rests
In the palms of your hands, girl
What are you trying to hide?
I am an American Man
There's no blood on my hands
I've got no agenda
This is not your nominal fee
And to please me
It doesn't come easy
But maybe I'm searching for something
- that just isn't there
You tell me the sky is falling
And I look around and see
That while the rest of us are standing up
You are living on your knees
I truly believe that you can accomplish
Whatever 'tis you dream
But believe me they won't reach reality
If you live your life asleep
Do you expect me to believe
That your eyes are both so callused
That neither one can see
All of the beautiful people
Floating on the breeze?
Perception clouds the sky
With debris
Empty pockets of promises
Skating across the sky
Your beautiful face rests
In the palms of your hands, girl
What are you trying to hide?
I am an American Man
There's no blood on my hands
I've got no agenda
This is not your nominal fee
And to please me
It doesn't come easy
But maybe I'm searching for something
- that just isn't there
You tell me the sky is falling
And I look around and see
That while the rest of us are standing up
You are living on your knees
I truly believe that you can accomplish
Whatever 'tis you dream
But believe me they won't reach reality
If you live your life asleep
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