Take It Home

No Use For A Name

Nobody is talking about the hazy sky

"Have the mountains gotten smaller?

Or is the water getting high? "

There's a light up on the hill, illuminating glow

I think I want to go

But the light that keeps on burning

Is on the same page you've been turning

Ignorance is no message I am sending just this thought

Process I own

It's time to take it home

Looking at the valley where everybody grinds

I understand the purpose but there is no end in sight

There's a little voice inside that tells us what to do

How did we get this screwed?