Lipona Rights Of Passage Lyrics

These severed connections make it obvious that I'm the culprit. I tried to find some common ground. Well, with diverging interests and our newly formed social networks, I guess I really let you down. Suddenly the prospects of wasting away in a cubicle, are looking dim to me... I don't want to fit the mold of every person in America, I'd have to disagree. Don't sweep it all under the rug, you'll need to face it someday soon. I know you haven't found yourself or your strengths, or your wants or your needs. You're like a leaf in the wind, you drift along at their whim, until a harsh breeze comes in and sends you somewhere else. Machine men with machine hearts. Garbage in, garbage out. Machine men with machine hearts. Garbage in, garbage out. Are we really all automatons? Only programmed for a purpose, to serve them, a disservice, when nothing is perfect.