Richard Dean Anderson

Step inside
You’ve come so far
Cold!
Forlorn so-so!
Mixed matched carbon dating
Urban street manuals of dating
Cut it
Cut it
Cut it
Shut it
Cut it
Just like TV
'Cause video is so old
Stop and rewind — Cin Chow!
Run to your mother’s grave
One man’s fall to the ground
Who’s always down
Plead your faulty scattered case
Sell your delicate frown
Don’t even repeat it
The mind erased — the center is gone
From the soul not being properly placed
The eyes are left but the skull is all wrong
All for one man’s dreams buried in the ground
Who’s always down
Son help us, help us!
The signs… are pointing to the gathered tower!
Can you help us we’re so alone can you please?