Pale Blue Dot - Mr. J. Medeiros, SHAD

Now I was born on an island

Floating in the cosmos

With a couple of children

Who like to call it home

Just a sailing rock

Yeah a pale blue dot

Where they say we ain’t changed a lot

Since our days in Rome

This is the anti extremist

Silencing the religious

Who vandalizes our dreams

Using violence to find forgiveness

The un-chosen die in explosions minding their business

Find them frozen their bodies as open as Zion’s wrists is

This is spiritually inept

This is my soliloquy I bet

This is politically correct

If your politics and Molotov hits don’t intersect

You see the war don’t convince me

You see the Lord I see it more as Theodore Kaczynski

You got your knees to the floor sure as your prints be

Wrapped around a block of C-4 pow your minced meat

And now you’ve blown it

Using physics your god is distant and don’t condone it

Using mystics to bomb your critics and your opponents

You a bigot, misogynistic and homophobic

Now I was born on an island

Floating in the cosmos

With a couple of children

Who like to call it home

Just a sailing rock

Yeah a pale blue dot

Where they say we ain’t changed a lot

Since our days in Rome

And now they invested in the industry

See how they left these kids with no empathy

Death by a stray and no sympathy

The message conveyed

I mean McVeigh’ed, Timothy

Too many with tall dreams

Who are getting every penny by any and all means

It’s a scene

You caught by the hook and lasso

Cus you fought for a look with that crook and castle

Don’t sow me no casket

They so c.e.o.

pathic

Im drastic im so n.e.o.classic

You mask it that Gangster act im way past it

You think your wealth will medicate it

But you don’t think for yourself

You hesitate it

I celebrate a drink to your health

Your cell awaits it

Raise your glass this is for the self-educated

Now I was born on an island

Floating in the cosmos

With a couple of children

Who like to call it home

Just a sailing rock

Yeah a pale blue dot

Where they say we ain’t changed a lot

Since our days in Rome

So take me out

Pass these satellites and things

To where the only light we know shines the globe

Yeah take me out into a spaceman’s glance

And give me one last chance to pray for home