ENEMY OF THIS STATE By Tom Jensen
I share my darkness with the morning
It’s about time to set back the clocks
I can see now that the world's been turning
Through this tiny hole inside my prison box
Yes, I'd rather sit here within my own seclusion
Then go chasing after some make believe dream
So many have become entrapped by the false illusion
That what we think we see is what it appears to be
For all of the freedoms
That we once held dear
With one lie and one swipe of the pen
I have watched them disappear
Life sure has changed
So much since yesteryear
I'll become an enemy of this state
When hope can no longer conquer our fear
Perhaps I’m being too critical
Of this society in which we live
But sometimes it becomes too hard to take
When those who have the least are the only ones who give
Yes, life sure has changed
So much since yesteryear
I’ll become an enemy of this state
When hope can no longer conquer our fear