Story Behind the Song
motivation is simple--my day job. and all jobs that are a means to an end to any person that gets stuck in the rut believing it'll just be temporary till my boat comes in.
basically about how we are groomed to be 'as pink floyd tells it' another 'brick in the wall' but all most do about it once they realize it, is complain rather than at least try to make a change.
Lyrics
a million miles an hour, this mind chases a color, this strong of will but never caught, it slips away. the air is thin on this plateau.
this book is deep, it's science wide. this jouney to another mind. we're all asleep, we're in too deep. just chasing time. their talk is cheap, and then they die.
[just look away]
this waxed face bends from the heat, brittles and cracks from the sleat. once mighty stood, but what good, does one body. of plastic dreams we are made.
[just look away]---i don't care what they say, it doesn't matter anyway. you fill this bucket with what comes in. your air is thin.
jaded and cheap we confide. blindly inhaled as we ride. said socrates about the tree, no soul to hear. the air is thin on this plateau.
[just look away]---i don't care what they say, it doesn't matter anyway. you fill this bucket with what comes in, your air is thi
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