Outside Of The Room

I step out of the room
 I'm outside of the room
 These new people here act strange
 They don't do things the same
 They talk about philosophy
 They work and laugh and sing
 They say, "Not thinking is the sin"
 I say, "Explain, so I can understand"
 This makes them happy and they tell me I may be their kind of man
 "Come out here more into the light," they say
 "Out here the truth is never gray"
 They are confident and free
 The blinding sunlight makes me squint to see
 They lift their heads and smile and look right into me
 They make me nervous and confused
 I'm not sure what to do
 I sneak away back to the room
 Back to those people in the room
 I say, "Look at them out there"
 I scream, but they don't hear
 They just nod and jiggle and they don't even care
 Then I blink and things come clear
 And the people in the room look small
 Then they shrink some more and soon they disappear
 Then there's no reason left to stay
 So I turn and leave the room