The Prisoner Within These Walls You've never been in there, the four walls made of concrete, stone, brick, wood, mud... The key only meets the oustide key hole but you too are a prisoner how do I know? I am too When I look on as people suffer I am a prisoner of false freedom and you, when you give consent so that your earthly trappings are secure are a prisoner too, of affluence they sleep side by side on a cold surface, made of concrete, stone, wood, cloth, straw and metal The sun only kisses the outside of their wall don't turn away, you too are a prisoner how do I know? I am too When I don't question the status quo and say, 'that's how it has always been. that's what works' I am a prisoner of self-inflicted blindness, I don't want to see and you, when you give consent so that your own country is blessed and prospers are a prisoner too of national pride affluence security freedom sight national pride prosperity They sleep side by side wait for the so