*All We're Missing Now

All we're missing now

    Are padded walls

Or a rubber room;

    Maybe a nurse or two;

Yes, all we're missing now

    Are padded walls

And some straight-jackets

    To keep us warm at night...

Worried about my mental state

    I saw the doc today

He told me I'm okay

    Then he sent me on my way,

Looking back; it's safe to say

    That he's just crazy too

And he'd do well

    -with a separate room-

Right next to mine...

There Was a look in his eyes;

    Like it just didn't matter anymore--

And he all but sighed,

    "Well, it doesn't seem to matter anymore..."

All we're missing now

    Is a shred of conscience

To account for consequences

    When we tear each other down

Cause with the end of unity

    We drift alone into a sea

Of solitary sorrows

    Doomed to drown

On the way to work one day

    I was sitting on the train

I saw a man in so much pain

    The tears were streaming down his face;

And as he wore a suit and tie

    just like any other day, nobody second-

guessed or saw his face again;

I could hear as he cried,

    "Seems it just doesn't matter anymore,"

All those watching effected nowise,

    Cause nothing really mattered anymore;

All we're missing now

    Is a bit of empathy

Some sensibility

   (An uncommon courtesy)

All we're missing now

    Is a bit of empathy

And it would breathe the meaning

   Back into our lives

Theres a look in our eyes

     Like it just doesn't matter anymore

But would you tell a child

    That nothing really matters anymore?

If you feel inside

    Like it just doesn't matter anymore

You've got to realize

    That nothing ever mattered more...

All we're missing now

    Are padded walls,

-Or some sanity

    (It's all the same to me)

Cause otherwise the only thing we need

    Are padded walls

And some straight-jackets...

......To keep us warm

In a world that's just so cold,

......To keep us warm

In a world that's just so cold...
  :  01/29/07

Author's Notes/Comments:

01/29/07 MvNKiE . AKAAGC

This SONG initially came to me when I was spinning around on a computer chair in the livingroom of my current residence. My room-mate's wife (who un-officially lives here) accused me of being crazy.