Homogenized

Out of school and into the race.
You found a job
just to pay for a place
to put your stuff
while you figured out how
to get what you wanted,
but it's much later now.

Now it takes all of the seeds you can sow
to feed a machine
with a life of it's own.
You get so burnt that it's hard to come clean.
Another night spent in front of the screen.
Seems okay, but baby, you've been homogenized,
homogenized.

Now you try to set some future aside
but there's so much intriguing
crap you can buy
to fill your house 'till it's such a huge pile
that it doesn't make sense to move for a while.

Sooner or later you come up short for
the things that the T.V. says that you need more of,
so it's good that your credit card's clean
and the interest you pay's just the price of your dreams.
Seems okay, but baby, you've been homogenized,
homogenized.

Now there isn't any shame
when you're stuck inside the game
and you feel like you deserve
a little something that you've earned.
But when the days all smear and blend
until you can't see any end
then it's no longer a game,
in fact, it's just another ball and chain.

Well, I used to think that destiny's luck
would save me from an oncoming truck
but the world loves to wake up people like that
by chasing them down and knocking them flat.

But deep inside I think I can feel
a kind of will that's strong as cold steel
and that's the blade to cut myself clean,
written into the codes of my genes.
Coming back now, but baby, I've been homogenized
homogenized


copyright Colin Halyk, 2000.

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