A church is in ruins
A holy place defaced
You were alone, a lie
Among the living, walked
Like a statue made of gold
Lost in the former
Gone out with the tide
All that was worth fighting for
Gone now, died
Waves lap at the shore like angry thrusts
The lights of the city wave like a *****
The wind, a stranger
The kids all board the school bus
Lacking pity, empathy formless
They say you might find what you are looking for
A ballroom dance sang loudly to the ceiling boards
Nonsensical words that come streaming out
The taste in my mouth, the sound when I shout
I wonder what it is that you are looking for
Gold, wine, success, money, fame
All these prizes delivered at the end of this sick game
Run to the lights of the city
Pass the moments for which most pray will transpire
Hire a carrier, command the world from your throne of foresight
For, in hindsight, maybe this was not such a good idea after all
Perhaps, it is only human for us to trip
For us to fall
My fault, not yours
Erase it all
The struggle of an Arts Major