kevin browne

Pulling Plugs.

Treat me with some dignity don\'t treat me like a slave
Or those devils will rise up and take you to your grave
This man you read so well who blames the world on top
Pulling plugs from underneath the river but will it ever leak
Caressed by the intentions with forever by blowing down the hill
Lovingly crude as oil when the pain hurt and took my voice inside
Stop right there with the language that was hated in every way
Teach and show me some respect and I will show you how to die
And in teething with the terror which is that of who you will rule
Jumping bridges fall and your face will be the image of it all
Blaming it on you as another world begins to open up
Showered without the love which is normally shown from humans
Beggar the life who enters into the greediest selfish bargains
Down to the ground, we rise above that lives below us
With some sacrifices, the badness which kills leaves itself alone
Conjuring with the convictions into something that breach us
Flowered into believing each side of life revolves around goodness
Keeping others midriff the ocean floor where the dead shells lie
Blue is the colour, red is another we can all call blood
Fields of gold included the root of evil by who discovered it
Ranting along the lane of misfortune, it\'s horrid when winter shows
And the picture frame of silence is the saddest thing you\'ll see
But it brought me love and a place that love could be
So in showing now that time exists it\'s time to move along
And in standing up step by step is a long way to get home.