Story Behind The Song
Some want to bring back mental institutions...been there, done that. All we want is some understanding. My own son is embarrassed about me. That makes me sad. He could just say I got hit in the head.
Song Description
A Nowhere Man in a Nowhere Land...
| Song Length |
2:57 |
Genre |
Rock - Psychedelic |
Lyrics
Nowhere Land
I've been sitting weaving baskets
In a place that they call Nowhere Land
Nowhere Land is the face of bigotry
And senseless hate you understand
Nowhere Land's an institution
Nowhere Land's no solution now
Weaving is a metaphor for the tug of war
That some deplore and some think grand
Where'd I be if I'd been free to wallow in the misery of life's demands
Nowhere Land's an institution
Nowhere Land's no solution now
They locked me away for hearing voices
They drugged me so I couldn't make choices
That's what they do when they're faced
With things they don't understand
I've been doing terra-cotta and I think
That I oughta make a plan
Terra-cotta's pottery that spins
Around my destiny in life's wasteland
Nowhere Land's an institution
Nowhere Land's no solution now
It's mental illness man
Nowhere Land!
(c) 2014 by Kevin Winn Maness