Hospitals

(альбом: The American - 2019)

When I was three years old
I had three best friends
Took me time to realize
That I'd imagined them

One friend, she wore a frown
The other stood upside-down
And like a king, I was the leader
Yeah, I wore the crown

A child inside my reality
All alone in a dream that one else could see
Fingers pointed down at me
Trying to make up a word for what to prescribe me

I was born
Of a different mode
I'm not sick
But I've been diagnosed

I stood up
On my own
But they keep putting us in hospitals
But they keep putting us in hospitals
But they're keepin us in holes

When I was twelve years old
I had made a world
Spanning centuries of families
I called my own

I'd pace in my backyard
Throwing rocks in the garden
Hours spent inside a world
That no one else was part of

Life inside my reality
All alone in a dream that no one else could see
People tried to interrupt me
Tried to put me to use for something they believed

I was born
Of a different mode
I'm not sick
But I've been diagnosed

I stood up
On my own
But they keep putting us in hospitals
But they keep putting us in hospitals
Yeah they're keeping us in holes
Yeah they're keeping us in holes

How many creative people
Could we fit in a room
To re-realize solutions
And reveal our basic truths?

How many creative people
Must we lock up instead
To keep from the conversation
Just for seeing things as different?

I was born
Of a different mode
I'm not sick
But I've been diagnosed

I stood up
On my own, but I'm not alone
Cause they keep putting us in holes
They keep putting us in
Keep putting us in...

Hospitals
They keep putting us in hospitals
They keep putting us in hospitals
They keep keeping us in hospitals
But they're keeping us in holes
They're keeping us in holes