Album: The New America (2000)
we don´t need any more mountains
Because the trail builders
failed to give us passage there
so we can not reach the sky
We don´t need any more failure
There´s human tragedy
that´s written everywhere
And we are all too young to die
Like a mystery that´s here to stay
Some people never go away
cuz they´ve got something to say
Don´t sell me short!
You´ve been wrong too long
Don´t brush me off
just because I don´t belong
Like it or not I´m all you´ve got,
Dispose when I´m shot
Just don´t sell me short,
I might not be who you thought
We don´t need any more fables
because the writers have passed
and left us lessonless
And we must find our own way
We don´t need any more privilege
There´s vivid desperation
that is powerless
That no surplus can repay
Like the fix of rapture in a trance
Oh, fates are sealed by circumstance
So you have got to take a chance
Don´t sell me short!
You´ve been wrong too long
Don´t brush me off
Just because I don´t belong
Pass me on by, ignore my cry,
forget me when I die
Just don´t sell me short,
Not while I´m still alive
Everybody´s talking about heaven on earth,
I´m still trying to figure out
just what I´m worth
I´m full of emotion
and stuff you can not contain
And you just want to
flush me down the drain
But you can not make me go away
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