Still the Same

If you fight your way
through the window of freedom
you'll see that the world is
in decline
as i steer my way
through a vacant doorway
i can see that the world
is not mine

the struggle of power
as minutes merge to hours
humanity keeps fighting
and denying
peace and reason
we cannnot believe in them
look at what we've done

but i'm still the same
i have not changed
i've clung to my ways
though i play this game
the world is to blame
and inside i remain the same

like the current of the ocean
you must swim with the motion
or else you'll find youre lost
in the tide
if you find you're swimming
you may believe you're winning
then you'll discover
you cant hide

a clam at the bottom
of the sea lays forgotten
inside are pearls of wisdom
and friction
just like adam and eve
maybe we're better when decieved
about knowledge of
whats to come