I'm surrounded by discord
noise pollution
that drowns the glassy fauna
The growing gap
takes us out on the high seas
Mania in the drinking water
and the crewmen like ghouls
lashes , profanity , bell-ringing , and all the other
beasts
Then one morning
from inside the fog
I hear the enchanting cry from a far remote cliff
The song of loneliness
to which I slowly fade away
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 3:37 AM UTC
I'm surrounded by discord
noise pollution
that drowns the glassy fauna
The growing gap
takes us out on the high seas
Mania in the drinking water
and the crewmen like ghouls
lashes , profanity , bell-ringing , and all the other
beasts
Then one morning
from inside the fog
I hear the enchanting cry from a far remote cliff
The song of loneliness
to which I slowly fade away
