I Know How to Run - Joey Cape

The loudest in the room are now rewarded

The academics gone into hiding

They can’t control their students or the thought police

The new newspeak, Orwellian dream

Debate is now controlled, short trials and shaming

Immediate feelings over future

The solitary fighter simply being right

Pick a tribe boy, scripted side

Peace of mind in a picture from afar

Like a satellite

Like a satellite

Worlds apart from a natural bazaar

Like a satellite

Like a satellite

And I say run

Division has won

And I say hate

The death of debate

And I say love

A center to none

I’ve heard enough

I know how to run

The loudest in the theatre are noted

Rewarded for their insincerity

Subconscious expressions of futility

Merely satire, parody

And I say run

Division has won

And I say hate

The death of debate

And I say love

A center to none

I’ve seen enough

I know how to run

Peace of mind in a picture from afar

Like a satellite

Lit by candlelight

Worlds apart from a natural bazaar

Like a satellite

Like a satellite

Expertise derived from a single reed

Feelings viewed as facts, every word believed

Legislating language and identity

Confining freedom of thought

Freedom to be

And I say run

I hear hate

I miss love

I’ve had enough

I know how to run