Thought Song

Been sleepin' to midday
Life's just a keepsake
A symbol of the good times
Reminder of our worst mistakes
Love just comes down to fate
Heaven's not far away now

Oh, it's Saturday morning
The raindrops are falling
Probably ignoring you
The questionable stories
They're feeding our youth
It's so far from the truth on those screens

Now, oh
Oh-woah-ho, oh-woah-ho, oh-woah-ho

Hear a voice on the radio
Reading the ratio
Of steel that we're digging up
To build a fuckin' ACO
Should probably just leave it there
I guess that's the way it goes now

Oh, the times are a-changing
Now, robots are famous
Plastic, fake faces
Are leading new ages
If I was Bob Dylan
I'd probably go crazy, too

Now, oh
Oh-woah-oh, oh-woah-ho, oh-woah-ho

I remember in class
I was thinking 'bout art
The teacher said, look up
And write this shit down
Maybe, creativity is a thing of the past
But I've worked too damn hard to give up on this now

I don't really get
Why we hate politicians
If you feel so strongly
Then sign a petition
I mean, we've all lived for god's sakes
To make some good decisions
So get off that horse
And stop your damn wingeing

Now, oh
Oh-woah-ho, oh-woah-ho, oh-woah-ohh

Oh, I'll meet you today
And forget you tomorrow
Life's just a series
Of scenes that we've borrowed
And put out of order to try and
Create some order in our lives

I am just here
For a couple of years
I'll make all the music
That's good to my ears
And still, be left questionin'
What the hell am I doing here?

Now, oh
Oh-woah-ohh, oh-woah-ohh, oh-woahh
Now, oh
Oh-woah-ohh, oh-woah-ohh, oh-oh-ho

We are all painters
And artists, creators
Poets of the pages
That change entire races
So stand up and light the flame
That's burning since the day you were born

One day, soon
I will join my brother
Learn all the secrets
Like water and fire
Until that day comes
I'll keep livin' on
And sing at the top of my lungs