Our Lady Peace - One Man Army

Take these plastic people
Read their lips, now let it linger
Is there anything that makes them sound sincere?
Tightly hold your hand
Take a deep breath, give them the finger
Are you worried
That your thoughts are not quite clear?
(Twitch)
Overlooked, unfit appearance

Unbutton your clothes
Undress your soul, show them your vigor
Are those inhibitions easiest to fear?
Take this gasoline tin
Head up high, walk like a winner
Let the bare feet be the last sound that they hear

I remember falling

I remember marching

Like a one man army

Through the blaze

I know I'm coughing

I believe in something

I don't want to remember falling

For their lies

February 17, 2006
* reluctantly turns his back on the beautiful beach and the rythmic waves;
and starts walking toward the lush mysterious jungle*


Today
* the beauty of the beach an image in his head and the rhythm of the waves a song in his heart,
as he strides now; closer to the green*