Life Below The Dome

Why arent these things I buy,
helping me to feel realised,
the vultures circle overhead,
gifts wont sway the shroud of death,
think someones been selling me a lie,
"Happiness is one transaction away,
Offer ends today"

Why wont these old wounds heal,
lessons never learned tend to repeat,
the sweetest smiles come baring teeth, love will tear us all to pieces,
hollow but at least I got to feel, "Happiness is creating memories, In daydreams"

Im working more for less,
to pay an ever rising tide of debt,
the roads to riches, filled with holes,
mass graves for all the sinking souls,
balancing this whole thing on our backs, "Happiness is in a hard days work, Push through the burn"

Motion and friction,
support and resistance,
w'ell work our blistered fingers to the bone, marriage then children,
wishlist the biggest television,
chalk it up to life below the dome, regardless our position,
The Cosmic Clock Ticks On.