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