hospitals

when i was three years old

i had three best friends

took me time to realize

that i'd imagined them

one friend

she wore a frown

the other stood upside-down

and like a king

i was the leader

yeah

i wore the crown

a child inside my reality

all alone in a dream that one else could see

fingers pointed down at me

trying to make up a word for what to prescribe me

i was born

of a different mode

i'm not sick

but i've been diagnosed

i stood up

on my own

but they keep putting us in hospitals

but they keep putting us in hospitals

but they're keepin us in holes

when i was twelve years old

i had made a world

spanning centuries of families

i called my own

i'd pace in my backyard

throwing rocks in the garden

hours spent inside a world

that no one else was part of

life inside my reality

all alone in a dream that no one else could see

people tried to interrupt me

tried to put me to use for something they believed

i was born

of a different mode

i'm not sick

but i've been diagnosed

i stood up

on my own

but they keep putting us in hospitals

but they keep putting us in hospitals

yeah they're keeping us in holes

yeah they're keeping us in holes

how many creative people

could we fit in a room

to re-realize solutions

and reveal our basic truths?

how many creative people

must we lock up instead

to keep from the conversation

just for seeing things as different?

i was born

of a different mode

i'm not sick

but i've been diagnosed

i stood up

on my own

but i'm not alone

cause they keep putting us in holes

they keep putting us in

keep putting us in. hospitals

they keep putting us in hospitals

they keep putting us in hospitals

they keep keeping us in hospitals

but they're keeping us in holes

they're keeping us in holes