There is no more except what is
The polar bears cry
The whale fishes weep
We toss and turn in a restless sleep
You being you and me being me
Isn’t enough to stop the bleed
Off the edge
Onto the floor
Down the street
And onto the shore
The murky water turns bright pink
Oh! we try to change
We try to think
I smell
You stink
With no clear sky
And nothing to drink
We are the sinners
These are our wrongs
The Universe knows only one true song
And sings in a sombre dirge-like tone
”Love.”
“Love.”
“Love.”
A Song for Us