Panopticon

No one’s immune to its spotlight
They’re policing all of our dreams and soon leaving no room
Pidgeon holed 'til we can’t even take flight
Well I filed for appeal
To collectively heal through our love
Pick up the pieces and learn to feel
We’re spinning 45s up until the sun appears
But down the needle and grab the wheel
Reject the pressure that our culture wants us all to feel
Lock down the Panopticon’s eyesight
Shut down makes hard just to live our truth, I try to break thru
Our connections got to come forthright
Our communities weight
Well you can’t take away from that love
Pick up the pieces and learn to feel
We’re spinning 45s up until the sun appears
But down the needle and grab the wheel
Reject the pressure that our culture wants us all to feel