Can’t You See

They say they want me to be a nomad
On the trail making tracks and tears
Backs break under stilts and sticks
Nerves peel from skin

On this floorboard I will lay for now
I can’t afford this roof, you own the land
I move from property to property
Different lords allow me to stay

They say you can be anything
Put your mind to anything
Someone dreams of chaos
We don’t deal with that

The pollution in the air
The soil suffers the same
Water is held hostage

Misery is constant in bondage
The bail is enormous and growing
They have all the resources now
All they want is our blood

I can’t even get even-steven
I can’t believe I’m even breathing
Impossible odds to even be in
Can’t you see the game is rigged