1,000 Umbrellas

1,000 umbrellas are out on the street
1,000 umbrellas with no-one to meet
Holding them, under them
Their faces are all the same
1,000 umbrellas are out there to meet
And none of them have a name

Ask me why I dress this way
-- What it is I'm trying to say
What is it my long hair does?
And why did that guy get a buzz?

Well how many people notice you
For what you are and what you do?
The tradesman's dead, and so's his soul
He sold it to the corporate role

1,000 umbrellas are out on the street
1,000 umbrellas with no-one to meet
Holding them, under them
Their faces are all the same
1,000 umbrellas are out there to meet
And none of them have a name

A society built upon routine
Another man in the great machine
It's 9 to 5, and do your work
Both CEO and mailroom clerk

On my dollar it says: "In God We Trust"
But the churchless State has become a must
You've left my life with so little meaning
Now you wonder why my music's screaming?!?!

1,000 umbrellas are out on the street
1,000 umbrellas with no-one to meet
Holding them, under them
Their faces are all the same
1,000 umbrellas are out there to meet
And none of them have a name

When you walk in a crowd and disappear
When you've got ideas, but no-one cares –
Well 'Do your work and don't stand out'
Is not what I will be about

The rollerblader has a name
It's "Reckless", or "Quick as Lightening"
Even the homeless man gets a name
We call him "Pathetic", or "Frightening"
So me with the hair and screaming music –
Call me "Confused", or "Lost"
For anyone with the nameless face has paid the highest cost!

1,000 umbrellas are out on the street
1,000 umbrellas with no-one to meet
Holding them, under them
Their faces are all the same
1,000 umbrellas are out there to meet
And none of them have a name



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Michael Eliovson
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