Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Maybe This Is The End Of The Line

I can't come down
It's gone too far
Oh, I can't come down
It makes no sense
Just wasted words
Oh, I can't come down
I've tried to come to terms with it all
Has it really gone this far
Love suspended frozen in a jar
I never did belong
They're staring back at me from inside the cage
I'm staring back at me
The ape's coming of age
I can't come down
It's gone too far
Oh, I can't come down
It makes no sense
Just wasted words
Oh, I can't come down
Why offer stimulation to a lost cause
You drive the nails in, I can't take anymore
I'm the last one survivor I took you all
I'm the rare breed the cast off
Come on break the mold
I can't come down
It's gone too far
Oh, I can't come down
It makes no sense
Just wasted words
Oh, I can't come down



It's not one thing. It's nearly everything. Externally at least. Tainted, infected, untethered, immune to repair.

I know I'm not the only sane man, but until something changes the dynamics, it's pointless to continue shouting into the abyss. Adding to the noise.

Goodbye for now...

2 comments:

Zachary Klein said...

Your voice is too important to stop shouting now!

amber ladeira said...

Zach is right--if there IS any hope at all, it's up to people like us--
Zach, you, Greg Jaczko, U.S.Rep Markey and the thousands of others
like us who are struggling for sensible, humane change everywhere.

Despair not only feels bad, it IS
bad-for you, yours, and the world.
Let's not give up, however understandably tempting that might be. Best Wishes!