opium fields w.i.p

(as the wind blows through the hills,of the opium fields,what it wispers to the flowers,nobody hears) We all seek the truth without knowing what's real/ And would probably think it was a lie if Pure truth was revealed/ The truth we seek lies beyond what is concealed/ Yet I sit and watch this nation overdosing on pills/ brought to us by our leaders from the opium fields/ cuz addiction is the best of controlling our will/ and the way the system is set up control it they will/ as long as capital remains the focus up on capital hill meanwhile across the world in the opium fields/ growing potent puppy's is how they paying the bills/ may not be trapped in its addiction,but there slave's to it still/