It might do you harm hanging around this farm We got things that infect, things we cant shake and a rep Oh it might seem to mean all your starry eyed dreams Will come true but my friend somethings haunting them And so what we made was mediocre and brave We tried hard but see isolation breeds that beast Out on the farm on my worst days I just hang my hat and I watch them graze All happy and dumb of whats to come But I get so bored out on that killing floor Should we ford the stream to the other dream Break the bank see what were worth Communicate? Or start all over again Make this farm our friend? Put the broken beasts out of their misery Knowing what we know instead of what we hate Do we hang our hats and just let it be?
farm, hat, beast, hang, mediocre