Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Final Word

And somehow it seems like it will all work out in the end
But I am told that I am only allowed to pretend

Nothing is what is seems
In my case it’s true
Drowning but my eyes are on you 
I just want to leave
I just want to leave

When I do will it be ok?
I am going to leave
I am going to leave
Will it be as they say?

Paper cuts slice at your soul
They say it’s ok
It’s not ok
My body’s in lead
My heart’s in tow

Where will I go
Where will I go
Turn it up
No
Turn it down
Please play me a new song
This record is scratched and bound

Take me away oh take me away
Where will we go
I can’t understand what you say

Peace love and boredom
What do you say
The new norm

Why is it this way
Why do I have to listen to what they say
I don’t believe them anyway

Its all a guise
I know it is
What else could something of that pretense be?
Besides an army of clones

And I believe they are happy
I really do
But this happiness is not profound
Just something they learned

Get me out
Get me out

Unlock the gate
Please that’s all I ask
Bring me to the Promised Land
I will bask
In it’s warmth
I will live
I choose life
It’s my choice

It’s my final word

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