Built Like A Fish
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Intended for eyes
which may not wake
By the fire he waits
‘Til she’s home
True to disguise
They both look up
While the fabric is cut
And then sewn, shut.
In other news it was a typical world
One with concaves and curls
Just like all the rest
In fact the premise was the same as before
Except here we ignored
Every hint she’d given us and every time that we were warned
And hell hath no fury like a mother scorned
Out to the sea, you set your sights
No more steel bird flights you’re bound to the ground
So as not to be seen you travel by night
You’re making your way to the Wassaw Sound
In just a moment the lights will appear
And your vessel will steerD
To the northern star
Or so you wish
You had been built like a fish
Just add that to the list
Of everything you couldn’t be and everything you think you are
It’s then that you will realize that it’s a wonder that we’ve made it this… far from ourselves
The cracks in our hands
Tell a story of life
One we may not like
But it’s ours
Into the pine
Goes the fragile mind
And whatever comes out
Is a true sign
The bark was stripped from almost all of the trees
And the tombs of the bees
Were in disrepair
The missing link was in a general store
With a single board floor
Never realizing nor disguising what he was to himself
The thing about surviving is it goes to show you never can….
Tell what went wrong
Until it’s been too long
Quiet Fires
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You know you’ve burned some bridges
Caught in a corner and the easiest thing to do
Was light a match
And just step back
We’re old and worn out wishes
Born in a fire that was fading faster than the speed
Of life itself
In the bible belt
I haven’t been as tired as I used to
Not that there’s been much ! work to do
Everything is automated now
In time we won’t even know how
To seek out our desires
Numb from the feelings
that were achin’ just the other year
The spirit’s sound
Will be drowned out
We’re stoking quiet fires
Never a focus and the flames
are waning with the wind
The final sin
Of impatience
I haven’t been as tired tired as i used to
Not that there’s been much work to do
Everything is automated now
In time we won’t even know how
We should raise our sons and daughters
To believe in something
that was just a fairy tale for us
A world that cares
Not just thoughts and prayers
They’ve turned us into martyrs
Hung on a cross
made of comfort and the white man’s greed
they placed the blame
On us in shame
I don’t’ wanna bring my child
Into a world like this
Where every breath after their first
Is like the angel of death’s kiss
I don’t wanna pass down the burden
Like my parents did before
Their generation always wanted more
Now I’ll learn to love my brother
Shedding the notion
that there’s just enough for me or him
No more control
Of a mortal soul
It’s then when we’ll discover
That the truths we were given
were as strong as castles in the sand
They fell with ease
Swallowed by the sea
I haven’t been as tired tired as i used to
Not that there’s been much work to do
Everything is automated now
In time we won’t even know how
Empty Canvas
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Modern comfort in my veins
Circulating ‘til I feel no pain
Baptised by unholy truths
To do whatever you have got to do
To get by, on your own
To seek a kingdom with an empty throne
Torn between, nothing good
And thoughts of everything I knew I should
Have done, too late
I've learned to disassociate
From the world outside
My minds and empty canvas
Waiting for some paint
To cover up the dust and fill the space
With anything but memories
We we work to close the gaps
Don’t take it all too hard
Lifes a trap
Modern culture, in my brain
Has me questioning if I’m still sane
They pull the strings, we make a move
It’s all rigged and we’re set up to lose
To ourselves, in a game
That fill our souls with constant lust and shame
hear the voice, of mother earth
We know exactly how to lift this curse
Of death and greed
The snake is hiding in the weeds
There’s no alternative belief
My minds and empty canvas
Waiting for some paint
To cover up the dust and fill the space
With anything but memories
We we work to close the gaps
Don’t take it all too hard
Lifes a trap