i'm thinking of a world,
where no one has to suffer,
its not as far fetched as you think,
but my ideas they only bring you laughter,
 [bad word] me you have nothing to give back
if you still haven't sparked production,
and i'm thinking of a world,
where people actually care, about the quality of human life,
instead of their clothes and hair,
everyday i think about how great it must be to live
as you but i promised i won't go back to there,
and i won't be apart of your cheap ideals,
they don't take an ounce of thought,
because i've got a vehicle called human ears,
where emotions will hopefully spark,
a difference in you, and not just through another wave,
but a difference that's [bad word] and stays through our old age