Big Blue Car - Oilflow

My friends protect it
My car seduced it
I try to see it every day
Choice, soul, and reason
Have all been imprisoned
While shares and greed and virtual displays
Turn the heads of the cotton-brained
Your father chased it
Your mother gave it
Your brother liked to put it around
The lawyer wins it
The market spins it
You can pick it up in a lost and found
Heart, core, and freedom
Seem so imprisoned
While shares and greed and virtual displays
Turn the heads of the cotton brained
There’s no colour on the screen
And no warmth from its touch
There’s no song from its humming
No power in its indecision
No life in its clock
No life in its clock
No life in its clock
No life
I have virtually decided
But then I’m virtually unsure
That we’re literally pretending
We’ve shown the world a massive door
And the door, it hides a mountain
And the mountain hides the sky
And the sky it veils a distance
That neither slows or speeds or dies
Heart, core and freedom
Seem so imprisoned
While shares and greed and virtual displays
Leave no time to enjoy the game

Written by:
Kevin Williams

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