Thursday, August 2, 2012

Desperate days,
when solutions are sold
for a price too high
for the exit stage

Can’t wait for long
All that my past would tell
Could see all the silence
plain as day

Plan until the end
I won’t defend
The altercations all fade
Spin out of control
like all the tolls that I expected to pay
as madness settles in

Comfort yourself

Grant us our subsidy
Our contentiousness failed
Passed along
Descendants of the acts themselves
No sense in rising up
when deceptions gone
I said
You said
We said
Kept a log
of every exclamation saved

Plan until the end
I will defend
The altercations all fade
Spin out of control
Like all the tolls that I expected to pay
as madness settles in

Comfort yourself

Startled at the truth I might get old anyway
The coefficient’s off
save for the life ahead of me
No sound can cull a tendency
to react to some,
but disregard the ending scene

Plan until the end
I won’t pretend the occupations are sane
Feel out of control
I can’t emote
The expiration is real

Comfort yourself

Resolve to fail
Makes sense if you’re sitting still
Seal off all cares
Shame, I selfishly will not feel
Resolve to fail
Makes sense if you’re sitting still
Seal off all cares
Shame, I selfishly will not feel safe

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