Stranger than death is life
Full of chaos, full of strife
Honesty is hard to come by
Trouble brewing 'round every corner

Like a glass of milk upon a counter
Our lives are rotting away
Under the illusion of newness
Brought about each passing day

Hard to live with both eyes open
Tossed about and hurled
Moving about like puppets
We're living in a dying world

February 10, 2014