This Ashphalt Eden

I walk alone, this ashphalt eden I must have outgrown



Just flesh and bone, no indication, no way to get home



Now feel their hands, and their demands



And understand the way that it could have been



I remember myself as I wanted to be



When you walk past my cage Im gonna set myself free



If it was obvious then, well its just history



Its too late, its too dark to see







They speak their names



They still walk in fire and cant feel the flames



They stake their claims



But this place was taken before trespassers came



Now feel their hands, and their demands



And understand the way that it could have been



If it was obvious then, well its just history



Its too late, its too dark to see