The pain, it burns As I feel the sharp pang of the earth as it turns Burying more bodies in the dust What happened to the broken trust We used to have in crumpled paper How do we survive, do we just hate her For standing on her own Now the game is thrown And no one wins That’s the thing with sins They just extrapolate And draw more people into that state Where darkness is the king And some kind of ring Sounds out in the dark No one should bear the mark Of what has come to pass It’s not enough to just ace the class You must live the lesson How can this become a blessing To be shared with our brethren Please listen, we’ve got to help them
Does the pain go by the name of trauma And are we just flora and fauna In the Garden Of Eden What do you believe in Coz I know you’re atheist But it doesn’t erase the trust I have in the Divine And if I say I’m doing fine It would be a lie Coz people die And I try to stem the flow Of holding on to let go It gets ripped from you Out of the hands it once poured into And you hit me like a smash and grab And I know you’re not just a lad Who’s down with the girls I uttered; “you are my world” And you balked I almost wish we never talked Coz it landed me in hell In an all-but-name kind of cell Where they were super nice to me But tried to change me by degree By offering medication So I might change the station But I am the screen The pictures that move are the dream But I can convince no one So I just let the drum Beat me til I’m nothing new But I can’t claim it was for you Coz I let go the true In a sunset kind of hue That wakes to pay it’s due I faked the sleeping thunder blue
I see the faraway shore
Beckoning me to something more
And I understand
That nothing good can be planned
As we grow up
Like a tree
It's not up and over
But organically
And there's enough food
To feed each child
Enough land
To let the animals roam wild
And did we build this monstrosity
That is growling in my face
I have to speak up
For the human race
Coz we're going down
And if we don't shift
The present moment
Won't be a gift
But an encumbrance
That we bear
I feel the fabric
Start to tear
As the seam
Is pulled to the edge
Don't let the money
Go to your head
As you earn and as we burn
The stifling and the axis turn
That leads us down a narrow path
Makes me wonder what we might be at
To poach the seas til they run dry
To pour the concrete til the soil die
And I've got this hefty weight to carry
Will I bear children and marry
But all I hear are the cries of the damned
And all the innocents no one understands
So if I've a prayer
It's help me, God
Live with Love
And not the rod
That snaps down on a soft palm
They say that there's an unearthly calm
Before the tidal wave
So take the noise as a sign to save
While we still have time
What is your path
Coz I know mine
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