Simple and Complex

They don't want you to be who you are supposed to be. They'd rather control you,

While suicide and poverty is running rampant in the streets. They try to bring you low with their low down dirty politics- they're always screaming. They only want you to be punished. And feel like a freak. You can't blame the police. Most of them do their best to keep you safe. And safety now is a commodity. And so is love, and every other holiday it's played on the T.V. at the department store. As gentlemen score, and ladies in scorn are on retreat. Can you hear the bird call? Can you feel the breeze. Can you feel the sun shining on your skin, Making it glisten; blissfully. Do you feel the love? Have you heard the bird of peace? Let's end the violence, and the madness on the streets. Let's end the war in the Middle East! We are sending soldiers to fight while their mother's cry and their kids worry if they'll survive? Can you hear the bird calling? Have you heard the bird of peace? We are all simple and complex balls of individuality, and that is our complexity! It's really that simple we must learn to coexist. And learn to love our enemies. We must not suffer in silence.

For freedom isn't free. Have you heard the bird calling? Have you heard the bird of peace?