Demo from 1997 by Read, White, and Blue
Lyrics:
Why don't we step outside and reach it
and see just what we came to find
not all of us are gonna make it
but all of us someday will surely die
why cant we reach our freedom
we don't want to hitch a ride
why do we frequently so seldom
why do we always run and hide
the bottle has my bootstrings
and keeps my feet from fleeing rome
the smokers grin outside is terror
the smoke rings ease into a poem
the lampshade is dirty but sturdy
the lightbulb does not give a care
we found ourselves for else who could
you can make times feel so rare, so rare and strange
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