Over Seasons, Like So Many Times Before 
You Drop Drop Drop It 'til You Break Down the Walls 
Over Seasons, When You Come Disobey 
Just Keep On Droppin' 'til the Break of the Day 
Over Seasons, Like So Many Times Before 
You Drop Drop Drop It Till You Break Down the Walls 
Over Seasons, When You Come Not Obey 
Just Keep Drop Drop Drop Drop… 
Back in 1994 There Was no Reason That We Had Wanted to Play 
But a Vision of Expression 
An Ability to Reason With the Worries in Our Lives 
An Ability We'd Recognized 
How Many Times, Would Composition Turn Into Confession? 
Building a Foundation For Our Youth to Grow Into Progression 
Making Our Days, Free-will Reside, We Say! 
Now You Know Things Ain't Right 
And the Pressure That You're Granted From This Life 
And Forever You Had Wondered What's in Store 
'til You Stand Up and Not Take It Anymore! 
Doubted About the Things You do 
And De?ant of Your Scattered Mental Institute 
No Second Guessing When It's Already Past 
Denying That It Wouldn't Last 
Here's to the Days, Here's to the Nights 
Throughout the Years, How Many Nights? Here's to the Daze That Paved the Way! We Say! 
Now You Know Things Ain't Right 
And the Pressure That You're Granted From This Life 
And Forever You Had Wondered What's in Store 
That's When You Stand Up and Not Take It Anymore! 
Like We'd Done Before! 
The Seize of Day, Turned On Into Night! 
And Open Wide!