Bobby Dylan sings about the joker and the thief
To illustrate, the comedy of commodity
And if you listen you can hear
The fragile highway of our psyche
Big green boat that sat in the garage
Unable to ever trek the sea
Forgotten still unwavering
The atomic clock ticks fastly, slowly
Do you think I've forgotten you little tree
Your branches and leaves still impress me
The control you have on what I see, and what I believe
And what I saw, and can't unsee
The darkest themes repeated
Turned my own dreams against me
Big green boat that sat in the garage
Unable to ever trek the sea
Forgotten still unwavering
The atomic clock ticks fastly, slowly
Contort the facts, distort our institutions crashing down we're on our knees
The bashful crowd rejoices sometimes silently, their reasoning unseen
Disaster for some, means paradise for others
Our morals uncommon to those we don't foster
Hear the echo, feel the distance
I don't know my brother like I should