John Trudell - Child of the dream lyrics

Never really told the truth Never really told a lie Never really did know why In the land of diminishing faces Souls with holes grab for a proper mask Lives in roles succumb to the task Some good things don't get done With everyone delaying everyone Life lights the fires of every spirit But some bodies are too torn to hear it Never really told the truth Never really told a lie Never really did know why Predator infects in a predator way Diseasing intentions of the DNA Slaying spirits with obedience rules Capturing winds with mind control tools Everywhere the wind sings in a song Don't let illusion feed you To the machine There's time to be clear Time to be strong We are the child The child of the dream Never really told the truth Never really told a lie Never really did know why