What oh what could these lyrics mean,
I tell them to you, so you can see...
I lay in bed each night and dream.
The things I've done...
Everything in moderation
is what they always say...
For centuries
they've trapped you...
Freedom of speech
Be careful what you say...
The identity of expression
is the prowess of artistic creation...
(An Iraqi man dreaming of a brighter future)
Why must our children wonder the streets...
Imagine the time before the world war
When people could live behind an unlocked door...
Her dog's an angel
with a pit bull gene mixed in...
She traced the cracks on the wall,
like she sailed within a map...
Quiet contemplation
My reflection in glass like a ghost...
It's midnight
in my universe...