how much do we miss because we’ve been conditioned to just see the holes
for it to make sense in a world of opinions it just takes one voice
the places to go are infinite; but you first must step through the door
they didn’t use tools but that doesn’t mean that we are any more safe
we build with straight lines because we want things simple which nature does not
what if each of us chose to ignore those who lie to keep us afraid
sometimes the message is written down, plain to see but it’s not for me
unless we have hope we would never bait a hook and cast out our line
for an idea to become action; you just need a staple gun
once in a while you’ll see something different that’s always been there
uptown jack 