World Outside

when i was a young lad growin up on my own just wanted to escape needed a place to run did not know where to go but destiny won now i have grown into the man that you see waiting for life to throw me a bone wanting that dream something to call my own yeah we all kinda want that picket fence dream of a home tho it all varietys in the mind they say it all will come just give it time life liberty happiness seem to be things of the past if its not some war its the economy again this place use to be the american dream now its just broken pieces of what a country use to be whats of the future no one really knows shall we rise up and take back our home will it be blood shed hell like ways of the past or shall we learn from our fore fathers peaceful visions instead life liberty happiness seem to be things of the past if its not some war its the economy again this place use to be the american dream now its just broken pieces of what a country use to be