Casual Anarchy


Tie-Dye Sky


In the future flying cars
In the future we're on mars
In the future there's world peace
The future you will never leave
Those things are hopeful rants
Daydreams of a hopeless man
Told of grades he pisses pants
Scarred by ignorance
Knowing nothing of distance
I do respect the dreamers
Those hippies in the clouds
They aren't all too eager
To play their wondrous sounds
Fighting injustice with justice
Evil with good
Saving the earth, walking barefoot
Hell maybe Im just not that hood
Someday them and I will fly
And paint a tie-dye in the sky

Submitted: Thursday, January 22, 2009

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