Let It All Out

Tiny people living underneath our feet

Cities spanning miles and miles measured by sand

Heads for tails and hands for feet and feet for hands

Lights instead of human eyes so they can see

Tools for digging made from bones of rats they eat

Roasted on a spit over a molten flame

Are they so small?

Or are we large?

Are we in servitude or are we in charge?

I think I’m underground and it’s closing in

This is their world we’re living in

Where do we go when we fall down the hole?

Do we remain? Are we flushed down the drain?

We’ll never know where we go, where we go

We’ll find a way to the world that we made

And let it all out

Tiny people living underneath our dreams

Building worlds inside our minds while we’re asleep

Whispering into our ears but sounds like screams

Poised to crush us all if we should take a stand

Armed with poisoned arrows from a cobra’s fang

Legions armed in bones wearing a crest of death

Are we alone?

Are we in line?

I can’t remember now but it’s just fine

We’re almost there

It’s something we’re in control of now

If we can find the magic wand