You could play piano by the madman's cell
You could scan the surface for a glimpse of hell
Or you could fall asleep behind the wheel and kill
You could fix your eyes, be surprised, by what you couldn't see
But you see, you think you're shackled to me
I dreamed I saw you acting in a violent play
You played a sister jealous of her sister's brain
You tried to steal a Something from your sister's brain
But when you took aim, things changed
She wrested it away
Instead of setting you free
She shackled you to me
And now you think you're shackled to me
You think you're shackled to me
Right down the street
People are dreaming in machines
People are researching their genes
People are mapping planets we've never seen
And you could be free
You could be joining them this week
You could be helping them achieve
But you think you're shackled to me
You could win a Pulitzer for words you wrote
Extract a bloody diamond from your brother's throat
Or prove that happiness is not an asymptote
Isn't something you see that recedes, that you could never reach
But let me be brief: you think you're shackled to me