Inside fleshly plumbing
We hear humming
The voices of birds
In rapture of peace
Living a short life
Just like you and me
Crummy digestion
We cry against the wall
Screeching sleep
We awake to hear a call
Shattering your life
With a blinking thought
All too soon
We both are caught
We run pass the windy greens
In a maze
Remembering all the dreams
Lost in a grainy storm
Our thoughts subside.
We are gone
Obeying the orders
Programming our cognition
On an assignment not our own
Drifting on a mission
Feb 10, 2010
Feb 10, 2010 at 6:09 PM UTC
Inside fleshly plumbing
We hear humming
The voices of birds
In rapture of peace
Living a short life
Just like you and me
Crummy digestion
We cry against the wall
Screeching sleep
We awake to hear a call
Shattering your life
With a blinking thought
All too soon
We both are caught
We run pass the windy greens
In a maze
Remembering all the dreams
Lost in a grainy storm
Our thoughts subside.
We are gone
Obeying the orders
Programming our cognition
On an assignment not our own
Drifting on a mission