Staring into a cracked mirror
Only receiving fragments
Bits of one's self

The world itself is a plight
Shattered dreams and mirrored shards
Those knives

Wedged between the sharpening stones

Is there no earth under my feet again

They dance aloof as if souls stirring in a breeze
Outward expressions of the inner voice
Will father a child

You can be proud with the talents
You've been endowed


Slipping into a masquerade
And meeting all who've long stayed


Parlor tricks snuff candle wicks
Gone is the light that once burned bright
Receiving small shimmers

Glimpses of the source of light
Reclaiming our lost sight we will take
Effacing the blinders


[chorus]


All aboard the bandwagon
All be !@^%d
While riding the bandwagon


And stay away
From trite cliché

Is there no earth under my feet again

[chorus]


Dwell not in the foot holes of our pioneers
Individualize intellectualize

Relate instate leave it behind
Leave it all behind