Welcome to the system
hereand's the situation
itand's a bit confusing
welcome to the maze
everybody sees what
Everybody wants to
everyone avoids
every other gaze
I will be your mentor
iand'll be your advisor
iand'll do what i do
and you will look away
forgetting what you see
has always been much wiser
but someone in the back is missing what i say
Got a complaint in the system
got a complaint in the system
Welcome to the park now
we supply amusements
everybody rides
but everybody pays
What goodand's causing problems
when no oneand's complaining
what good is a martyr
if no one is saved
Everybody knows us
everybody sees us
Every single child
Can tell you where we are
Every politician
says that we are leaving
but in all this time
We havenand't gone too far
Got a complaint in the system
got a complaint in the system
You should understand it
itand's not underhanded
itand's really quite simple you see
The right and the wrong of it
long and the short of it
black and the white of it
forget the sight of it
it is so much cheaper
To be no oneand's keeper
Trust me
In the dead of the night
you can stab with a knife
but itand's rare youand'll ever get anywhere
So we laugh in delight
till you turn on a light
and we scatter for the darkness
or the corners filled with blackness
and weand're
there
there
Where
where
there
Then the sailor turned around
and walked back along the beach
towards the boat anchored offshore
for his decision had been reached
He then sat down on the sand
thinking of all he and #146; d seen that day
and then decided in his mind
it was time to sail away
For the world that i was born to
Clearly no longer exists
and the feeling i should leave it
i can no longer resist
And as he sat there thinking
a mother and her child walked by
and the old sailorand's hourglass
had caught the young boyand's eye
So he walked up to the stranger
as only a young child will do
to ask if he could see the hourglass
but then he noticed something new
That the old man he was crying
though he tried to wipe his eyes
so the child forgot the hourglass
and instead asked the old man why
But before the sailor could answer
the mother said to leave the man alone
and taking the child by the hand
she gently led him home
And as they left the beach
The sand recorded both their tracks
until they reached the final dune
when the young child he looked back
Then he saw the sailor standing up
the glass falling from his hand
when it hit the ground the top broke off
and spilled out all its sand
Then the sailor walked up to the sea
and waded to the boat
but instead of pulling up the anchor
he simply cut the rope
And the last thing that the child saw
as they walked out of sight
was the sailor and his sailboat
sailing out into the night
