The Way I'm Being Led Middle of the road I try to decide a way to be, traffic lights stuck on red all roads signed 'no entry' The roads are dangerous. The flowers by the roadside did not grow there. Someone placed them. I get in…

The Working Poor Is Who We Are I've been living in your plans no more what you aint got you got no more what you want and don't you know you want it all back down and don't know what to do. looking for a place to be what you want…