“Ezra”    Walls surround me but they will not crumble  It’s not what I have in mind  Tension rising from the inside outward  Claiming its victims too    Sentences disappear into fragments left unaware    I see through your mindless haze  I hear everything you say  I make no exceptions for my discontent  I’m alone under the firmament and I don’t believe    Walls surround you and they soon will crumble  Down and around your feet  All too often the tides turn quickly  Leaving your stranded by  All alone inside    I see through your mindless haze  I hear everything you say  I make no exceptions for my discontent  I’m alone under the firmament and I don’t believe you