Flecks of color amid the gray wash
Rivers once formidable now only bothersome
Steel and concrete
Voices shouting
WAKE UP! an advertising sign screams silently
Still unheard a man jangles for change on a street corner
While church doors hang wide begging charity
Hockey games and unspoken rivalries
Except on national T.V
Bike shops, bus stops
Messengers and a mail box
Highways to by ways
But no one knows the right way
Got Junk?
Emotional maybe
Bentley's, all the baggage you'll never need
Oh please, words flow in chorus
Dramatic gestures following fluid as trained actors
Therapy is the way for me
Why not with M.D degrees being handed out like fortune cookies
No real complaints until you find yourself on Dr. Fill in the blank
Listening with glazed eyes as they doles out advice like Opera
Glass half full until its pushed off the metaphorical table
But how does that make you feel?
It's all become to much now
As directed on the back packaging
Please recycle your brain matter
They may need the ad space
Mar 26, 2012
Mar 26, 2012 at 8:47 PM UTC
Flecks of color amid the gray wash
Rivers once formidable now only bothersome
Steel and concrete
Voices shouting
WAKE UP! an advertising sign screams silently
Still unheard a man jangles for change on a street corner
While church doors hang wide begging charity
Hockey games and unspoken rivalries
Except on national T.V
Bike shops, bus stops
Messengers and a mail box
Highways to by ways
But no one knows the right way
Got Junk?
Emotional maybe
Bentley's, all the baggage you'll never need
Oh please, words flow in chorus
Dramatic gestures following fluid as trained actors
Therapy is the way for me
Why not with M.D degrees being handed out like fortune cookies
No real complaints until you find yourself on Dr. Fill in the blank
Listening with glazed eyes as they doles out advice like Opera
Glass half full until its pushed off the metaphorical table
But how does that make you feel?
It's all become to much now
As directed on the back packaging
Please recycle your brain matter
They may need the ad space
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