No One

Shades of gray hate influence A constant truth put into effect The question on a dead friends face The tragic stance he used to take Pissed away by circumstance A forced exit out of innocence The right to choose stays in her head Systematic ignorance A politicians hand in your pants Searching for what he don't have, that's right Creating new obscenities Hara*sed and broken down And in an eye towards eternity A pa*sing glance and half a chance at sanity Shows you things, they get away It's all we can do, all we can do All we can do to ride It's all we can do, all we can do All we can do to ride on through No one leaves the caravan No one leaves the caravan No one leaves the caravan No one leaves the caravan No one leaves the caravan No one leaves the caravan Feel the signs, the jazz, the bind Affection for a certain time A haze of mid-life drunkenness You're crucified for what your art says If art is God, true art has left, art has left No one leaves the caravan No one leaves the caravan, no, no