in the river of history
on the banks of hypocrisy
we’re all that matters
in the quiver of agency,
on the flanks of democracy,
we’ve never waited
gunshots all around you
and you wonder
but you don’t know why
children’s arms surround you
and your saddened
when they ask you why
out on the streets
we follow the lead
into the light
we’re all the same
chasing the name
into in the light
on the needing of currency,
in the place of identity,
we’re all that matters
on the seeding of fantasy,
in the face of reality,
we’ve never waited
stranger’s words spellbound you
and you wonder
but you don’t know why
children’s words astound you
and your saddened
but you must ask why
it’s so absurd
we follow the herd
into the light
we’re all the same
chasing the game
into the light
~solo~
it’s so absurd
we follow the herd
into the light
we’re all the same
chasing the game
into the light
out on the streets
we follow the lead
into the light
we’re all the same
chasing the name …
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