Plough

I don't understand why people don't
Want to feel high
Feet rooted in barren soil
So afraid to fly
It needn't be a pill or a plant
It could be a conversation, a chant
Let you feel the magic of the moment
The view from the sky

And I can't understand how people
Meander through their lives
Never contemplating suicide
Or constructing reasons not to die
I feel it in my gut like it's the only choice
You need to speak with a clear voice
Either you toss your money in and play
Or you waste a lifetime crying.