Guardrails - Counterpunch

So far so quick to accept the teachings you define as right

Round pegs in such square holes

Retrofitted and stripped of all we know or loved

A tragedy played out for all to witness

The breeding out, the drawing in

Moving forward before we begin to fade out

These days I find I’m living in shades of grey and I’m just fine with where I

am;

not another broken piece in a broken system

I’m not listening when you say there’s something wrong with where I am or what

I’ve done

This is where I belong

Sterilized and medicated down

Over worked and underpaid in this place that we call home

Asked to accept and do our part a reverse renaissance at heart

Keep it down but let it play

Moving forward before we begin to fade out

These days I find I’m living in shades of grey and I’m just fine with where I

am;

not another broken piece in a broken system

I’m not listening when you say there’s something wrong with where I am or what

I’ve done

This is where I belong

This is who I should be

So let’s keep it honest

We’re all damaged goods

Selling out though we swore we never would

Round peg, square hole

We don’t fit and we know

These days I find I’m living in shades of grey and I’m just fine with where I

am;

not another broken piece in a broken system.

These days I find I’m living

in shades of grey.