Fender On The Freeway

Tangled thoughts

As daylight faded out

That I can't find the words to speak about

Laughing in

the vast and vacant sprawl

A fleck of dust and somehow self involved

No one has

Returned from death to show

That life on earth had really made them grow

Systems fail

And empires fall

walking the earth like ants on a sugar ball

We're nothing to the sprawl

But does that bring me pain or comfort?

It's over now

but it will start again

The cycle goes around it never ends

You can't unring a bell

We live in heaven and we live in hell

God is gone

And out the tape will play

Lying like a fender on the freeway

Tangled in the sprawl

A life of pain, a life of comfort

Systems fail

And empires fall

Walking the earth like ants on a sugar ball