hopelessly losing my mind in this valley of steel
lost in a moment of paraphernalia
cloning my very own self
reinventing the wheel.
look at the sky!
a startled look in its eyes.
I gave grave warning, now I see
there\'s no way back from such atrocities:
what will you give for pretending this planet is round?
with or without pandemic disorder
am humble enough
to bury apologies into the ground.
look at me now
with my shovel and towel
I have embalmed earths final tree
let it snap its neck and come swing with me;
watch helplessly now, a congregation down its knees.
confession itself is just a poisonous refuge
bring light to your candle,
burn your disease!
no longer alone
I have my pillar of stone.
let me sleep alone with my uncertainties
beneath a blanket of stone that now smothers me;
what can I do to substitute all of this for a deed?
watching the hurt as it flows through your dirt
where a thousand tin soldiers
planted their seed.
watch as they climb
this nursery rhyme
let us scale these walls for our greatest fall
before the three blind mice come and crush our balls!