withered rope you hang what`s empty
can`t remain to put it simply
in time
cry the hollow words to sing
with false disguise smothered hope
fly from sorrow for a new
divine tomorrow
i just don`t want to know anymore
life shifts up and down
everybody knows it`s wrong why
don`t you care?
now do it seem fair?
it`s not in the rhyme or reason
so it goes with every season
crawl to top fall through bottom
first hand love is really rotten
slice of life find what`s plenty
inch towards a sanctuary
light with me inside the
womb i know everyone
everybody knows it`s me it`s my voice,
my voice cries out obscenity sightless eye
regard my past sometimes it should