Fender On The Freeway

Tangled thoughts
As daylight faded out
That I can't find the words to speak about

Laughing in
the vast and vacant sprawl
A fleck of dust and somehow self involved

No one has
Returned from death to show
That life on earth had really made them grow

Systems fail
And empires fall
walking the earth like ants on a sugar ball

We're nothing to the sprawl
But does that bring me pain or comfort?

It's over now
but it will start again
The cycle goes around it never ends

You can't unring a bell
We live in heaven and we live in hell

God is gone
And out the tape will play
Lying like a fender on the freeway

Tangled in the sprawl
A life of pain, a life of comfort

Systems fail
And empires fall
Walking the earth like ants on a sugar ball