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To know life is both the greatest gift and curse The opportunity is overestimated in worth When, come the end, our brand of uselessness is realized We age, then sicken, then curl up to die. There's love untapped in the first meeting That withers and fades as the heart continues beating I would that intrigue would take me, send me reeling As intrigue has never been fickle or fleeting. There's not time enough for intrigue or awe As we've yet to comprehend how to live life at all We'd rather follow the steps worn into the ground Right into our coffins and six feet down. How routine kills; it's acceptable genocide How routine leads us, so sweetly, to die. How we exist in ignorance, cover our ears and eyes How we live in stupidity, the blind leading the blind. Ah, useless eyes and worthless tongue A world struck gray, a mouth struck dumb. Ah, treacherous mind and failing nose With nothing to smell, with nothing to know. May the generation realize the futility That put an end to you, an end to me Before life would shake them, they may leave With ears that hear and eyes that see.
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Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 7:51 PM UTC
With Ears That Hear and Eyes That See
To know life is both the greatest gift and curse The opportunity is overestimated in worth When, come the end, our brand of uselessness is realized We age, then sicken, then curl up to die. There's love untapped in the first meeting That withers and fades as the heart continues beating I would that intrigue would take me, send me reeling As intrigue has never been fickle or fleeting. There's not time enough for intrigue or awe As we've yet to comprehend how to live life at all We'd rather follow the steps worn into the ground Right into our coffins and six feet down. How routine kills; it's acceptable genocide How routine leads us, so sweetly, to die. How we exist in ignorance, cover our ears and eyes How we live in stupidity, the blind leading the blind. Ah, useless eyes and worthless tongue A world struck gray, a mouth struck dumb. Ah, treacherous mind and failing nose With nothing to smell, with nothing to know. May the generation realize the futility That put an end to you, an end to me Before life would shake them, they may leave With ears that hear and eyes that see.
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Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 7:51 PM UTC
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