Explain why I believe That these walls are made of glass And cast, with the colours that we've claimed And the ideas that we've stained Does time blind you and I Do we just ignore the signs? Natural rhythm I'm a climax that never climbs A constant euphoria that never intensifies There's still hope without conformity A blooming flower on a dying tree Another color in the tapestry Another shade of this catastrophe Regrettably I watch as some hear in a deaf way Such a shame intelligence thrown away What is truly entertaining? Because we seem to be refraining We like to ignore complexity We're left to bleed in a shark tank of mediocrity Theres still hope without conformity A blooming flower on a dying tree Another color in the tapestry Another shade of this catastrophe Regrettably I watch as some hear in a deaf way Such a shame, intelligence thrown away Such a shame Intelligence thrown away Away Intelligence thrown away