A knife in the back of the collective man
Let's start with something drastic

Fire for fire
Dear fireman
Lit a match to find
the matchstick

I've been slowly
Draining my own
Life
What I do might surprise you

I know where you are
Dear prey
I know

I know where you are
Dear, pray
I know

Wordplay and associates
Let's make a collective
Trying hard to sound
Indulgent
Let's be protective

Plastic linings
and glad tidings
Keep away the kids

Pills from Docs
and bills from Crocs
We're living in the skids

******* away our youth in Jack
Let's pour another round

I want to be the man you run to
The man you're glad you found

And I find her memory inconsequential;
It has no ladder to get to the dove

Perched on the branch,
But a deep ditch, very hollow and horrible.

I must put down her portrait
That's a fierce fantasm, deadly dumb.

The more we remember "She";
The more our fortitude falls.

Love isn't a peach friend;
It's skilled in politics.

I must go to the sea singing songs
About the new path where happiness grows.