song for the suburbs

This isn't a worship song, but it's been one of my favorites over the past year. Not only is it one of the half-a-dozen secular songs I know (woot woot), and not only do dozens of memories play through my mind as I listen, but the lyrics are actually deeply profound.

"This American dream is
not what it seems.
Maybe we're still breathing
but we're all asleep

Cause I wanna live
Until I die
Don't let devil bury me alive
When my heart stops let me go home,
Don't let the suburbs kill my heart and soul
My heart and soul

Pretty cars and pretty houses
Pretty people on parade
If this dream is what you're after
Then dreamin' is where you'll stay

Cause I wanna live,
Until I die
Don't let devil bury me alive.
When my heart stops
Let me go home,
Don't let the suburbs kill my heart and soul
My heart and soul

Are we just runnin' in the dark or livin'
Are we just runnin in the dark or livin'

Cause I wanna live,
Until I die
Don't let the Devil bury me alive.
When my heart stops,
Let me go home
Don't let the suburbs

Oh I wanna live
Until I die
Don't let the Devil bury me alive
When my heart stops,
Let me go Home,
Don't let the suburbs kill my heart and soul
Kill my heart and soul
My heart and soul."

Wake up and think about whether you're really living. The Devil's most common weapon isn't destruction, it's distraction. He may not ruin your life, but instead keep you from really living.