Violin Hill

I will break free from the walls that hold me down,
This house is always so small,
Set my sights for anything above the stars,
But still I sleep in this car.
Can't remember why the Earth won't spin around,
We're all just stuck in this game,
Shape my skin into the man who will not drown,
Still I can't escape the shame.

Walking on the grass towards Violin Hill,
The man is always dancing,
Are we safe inside our hallways with all our pills?
Or will we always be glancing?
Everyone is stuck inside their brains,
Just finding light,
Still escaping their feelings,
But who is selfish when you won't put down the fight,
We're losing hearts in a race
We're losing hearts in a race

Can't remember why the Earth won't spin around,
Shape my skin into the man who will not drown