This means nothing.
Nothing is changing
and nothing is new
nothing is passing
and nothing is old

Transitions and colors blinding
Spirits running wild and no one can say
If they are bringing up or letting you down
Can you tell?

People going crazy and noone can say
Only assumptions can be made
as we hungrily search for the answers

As the blocks fall to place
the elite fall and the poor have followed
Justice, an illusion made to make us
Feel good about what we cannot stop

Mother nature continues
and we are here to know her ways
we should not lie to ourselves and say
that we love her, if we cannot respect
natures existence

Nothing is finished,
this is not finished
and neither are you