Saturday 3 October 2009

Far Away by Aaron Sellars

Excuse me sister
Can I whisper
A little truth in your ear?
It’s no mystery
Through history
All the signs are clear

Times are so whack
Dogs on Prozac
Everyone feels under

False depression
Learn a lesson
The devil’s got your number

The war’s adjacent
But you’re complacent
It’s just another channel

So just turn the station
And keep erasin’
Pain you can’t dismantle

Sometimes I wanna fly,
Far away!
And then I pray
Oh let me stay!
Another day (2x)

Excuse me Mister
Can I whisper
A little truth in your ear?
It’s no mystery
Through history
All the signs are clear

More energy drinks
To speed the jinx
Of a life you can’t control

Going to and from
While you feel so numb
But you think you’re on a roll

A brand new diet
You got to try it
Cuz everyone’s so thin

Put down that mag
And grab a rag
And wipe this mess you’re in!

Sometimes I wanna fly,
Far away!
And then I pray
Oh let me stay!
Another day (2x)

Excuse me people
There’s no sequel
We’ve only got one chance
To get it right
And win this fight
So check your circumstance!

You got internet
And a cell phone pet
But we’re all disconnected

You hear the preachers
And sacred teachers
But no one gets affected

Don’t let terrorism
Be the schism
For all humanity

Bring the proofs
When you report the “truth”
And restore the sanity

Sometimes I wanna fly,
Far away!
And then I pray
Oh let me stay!
Another day (2x)