Won’t be long

When we wake up from childhood
And find things are not as they should
Do we stand and say it out?
If they don’t hear you whisper
Do you shout it aloud?

This time I will be heard
I tell you, this is absurd
The way things are going on
It won’t be long, it won’t be long.

Information isn’t meaning
So stop all that screaming
Can’t you see nobody’s winning
My imagination isn’t dreaming

Look where you’re headed
Your folks have already been
On this trip and dead-ended
Themselves to what could’ve been

This time I will be heard
I tell you, this is absurd
The way things are going on
I won’t belong, I won’t belong.