It shakes, rattles, and roars
Yet we sit eternally still
They feed us proscription lies
But I refuse to take the pill
The vacuums of these fools' minds
Release a sublimating chill
They think that none of us can see
Over the windowsill
They say we'll never understand
But I know I always will
Searching, looking, trying to find
The light beyond the hill
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