Driven out by thieves,
I watch them pillage the planet
fuelled by a fattening greed,
trees fall to the hatchet
chopping against the grain,
our spirits in a vacuum
sadly ignore the pain,
the end arrives, we all lose
I hope it comes around
Driven out
holding out
day by day survival
Castaways have silent lives
with the strength to rival you
Driving in my car
I used to be able to walk this far
now I turn on the light.
I used to be able to sleep at night
I`m cooking with microwaves
to warm up food not seen the soil
plugged into my TV
used to the lies they`re telling me
I hope it comes around
driven out...
Hoping that we find,
more to life than meets the eye
can we escape the grind,
build a life that`s more worthwhile
be rid of this empty p ride,
full of selfishness inside
bathe in a turning tide,
until then we all hide
I hope it comes around
driven out