Give Me the Pen

And so we dress to kid ourselves Into thinking that we have nothing left Why can't we just shut up and breathe in the moment? And then, we undress and please ourselves At least, that's what we were taught to think Is this really worth it? So, they crashed those planes And we all woke up from the dream The plot twisted... can it be straightened? Well, give me the pen I will write the first sentence So, should we just move on Or just wait for something to happen? Well, then nothing happens Waiting is just fear of change You so scared of change, you can feel it So, you think you can change the way things are? Well, give me the pen And I'll write the first sentence It won't be a thesis or a blank question It will be in a song and will start out with "and so we dress" Once the shoe has dropped, it will never stop The future has been scripted Can it be revised? Give me the pen and I'll write the first sentence... IS THIS REALLY WORTH IT?