Tuesday, January 20


Shall I go?
all is gone
wretched are the hearts pulsating in my ears
lying are they eyes looking into my face
the symphony is not only frustrating
but out of key
said man walks to the front
said man is the fallen one
said man is celebrated
for nothing more than
it's on now
the final film reel rolling
see sweet the length
25, 920 years long
sliding into the frames to make us famous
no more concern
no more fight
down with no reason
to help you up
oh nation confused
surface people
don't you know that when they are in control
the better it looks
the worse it is truly becoming