Plato's Cave from Balla Dear by Balla Dear

Simple, safe, and such security, you're telling me
"Don't ask questions, just be still", But still
Living dead in great apostasy, conformity
Doesn't make a cure for ills in me
Comfort stagnant cesspool easy chair, unaware
Isn't where I want to live with you

(chorus)
Be true, be brave, get out of Plato's Cave
In the sun, again, let us raise up from this grave

Sickles, hammers ring, and bullets sing, but not with me
Such are wielded by the hands that sting
Living small in days of blasphemy, depravity
Keeps my "foot lamp" moving narrowly
Bomb blast lying lips broad truth or dare, unaware
Isn't where I want to live with you

(tag)
I'm waking up in the pouring rain
I'm waking up in the pouring rain
I'm waking up in the pouring rain

• Acapella
• Country Gospel
• Folk
• Folk Ballad
• Texas