Sideways

My life is all sideways
but i don't want you to worry because i can still see strait
a simple concept that no one but the broken can really understand
we can all wave our flags of white and sing beautiful melody's
and say we are the ones being truly displaced


but not anymore
we want it to change

but nothing ever really changes
we can call it new and give it new words
but its all the same
nothing ever really changes


And who are you to say you hold this world up more because
you have a talent for the world to see
who are you to believe in what you have made up
What have you really done

It's all transitional like the way a bird learns to fly
the way the bird is a crow
the way the crow feeds of the dead


Who am i to believe now
i believed in you, how different you seemed to be
but you were just a new word with the same root

but nothing ever really changes
its all the same
nothing ever really changes