No, Really!

Thousand Yard Stare
You had a growth in your right earAnd I had a murmuring heartAnd all our healthy companions got a free ticket outWhile the country they left fell apartNow the only way over the oceanIs in the belly of a camouflaged planeAnd freedom is offered to the ones who enlistUntil only the prisoners remainAnd we wouldn't be able to leaveEven if our passports hadn't expiredSo we sit in our bedrooms and talk on our tapped phonesAnd know our apartment is wiredAnd the TV distracts us with light showsTelling us everything's going as plannedBut there's something awry out the corner of our eyeWe can no longer comprehendThere's a chain from your hand to mineAnd I can't let go of it, I can't let go of itWe were saved from the front linesGot nothing to show for it, nothing to show for itSo we watch the receding horizonLetras de canciones'Til we develop a thousand yard stareAnd with our old tape recorders we pretend to cross bordersAnd dream that we're breathing free airBut we can only imagine that landscapeGaze at pictures now faded with ageThe greatest country on earth was our prison since birthIts shores an invulnerable cageThere's a chain from your hand to mineAnd I can't let go of it, I can't let go of itWe were saved from the front linesGot nothing to show for it, nothing to show for itBurn it down, burn it downThere's nothing here I wanna saveLeave this town, leave this townBefore you're just another slaveTurn around, turn aroundThey're already digging our gravesIn the ground, in the groundWe're too close now to turn awayThere's a chain from your hand to mineAnd I can't let go of it, I can't let go of itWe were saved from the front linesGot nothing to show for it, nothing to show for it From Letras Mania