Gated Patio

Drop me off in front
Never pick me up
I want to run around in the fields behind the mall
Sunny afternoon
He explains to me
You misinterpret the lines that age your mother's face

I hate what you stand for
I know what I came for
Different eyes, you can't ignore

The street is empty
You face the pool
You might as well be the last man standing on the earth
You set the timer
That waters your lawn
You give an eerie feeling to the children in your life

Living by simple means
Making purpose to dream
Nothing's ever what it may seem

Through the trees, white satin
In the breeze, ghost phantom
Eyes swallow, information
Protect your gated patio

Living by simple means
Making purpose to dream
Nothing's ever what it may seem

You don't know where I come from
You don't know what I've seen
It's the time in my life to put my mind at ease