Safe and sound, boundless and ageless
Locked up in a cage, shackled and ageless.
Nit-picky fury, is the lash someone else’s or your own?
Words with no meaning, no colour, no sound
Words in a bottle in the ocean in the hope of being found.
It’s just life, those things we say and do to survive
To manage
To Cry
It’s just life, the catastrophe, the identity, to survive
To Crave
To desire.
In consequence, how the story eventually ends
Long may the road be, savouring each detail along the edges.
Eager to please, you do as you prefer—as you wish.
Maddening is the cruelty, how a warrior should lack frailty
As if the Greek gods did not provide mistakes of their own.
It’s just life, those things we say and do to survive
To manage
To Cry
It’s just life, the catastrophe, the identity, to survive
To Crave
To desire.
It’s just life, those things we say and do to survive
To manage
To Cry
It’s just life, the catastrophe, the identity, to survive
To Crave
To desire.
You’ll manage though you’ll cry
You’ll crave love, you’ll desire.
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