May It Come
A crush and a kill
Brings a dollar bill
And for a thrill
I'll talk for a hundred.
Trees may grow green
But that sure doesn't mean
Its brightly grown leaves
Are worth a pot of gold.
In this day and age
It's our pockets that say
Whatever we may
In symbols or language
We cursed oursevles
From judgments on wealth
Now look at our stealth
It's gone like the wind.
Our nature is bought
By ones who have sought
To buy land like it's caught
In a rat race for pride
But what pride is this?
"I can afford it,
So why not make business
Out of something so useless?"
Useless we are
In a world that is part
Of a place that's so far
From what is was dreamt of
Useless is that
In a world that is flat
We talk what is lacked
But never try to attain.
Brings a dollar bill
And for a thrill
I'll talk for a hundred.
Trees may grow green
But that sure doesn't mean
Its brightly grown leaves
Are worth a pot of gold.
In this day and age
It's our pockets that say
Whatever we may
In symbols or language
We cursed oursevles
From judgments on wealth
Now look at our stealth
It's gone like the wind.
Our nature is bought
By ones who have sought
To buy land like it's caught
In a rat race for pride
But what pride is this?
"I can afford it,
So why not make business
Out of something so useless?"
Useless we are
In a world that is part
Of a place that's so far
From what is was dreamt of
Useless is that
In a world that is flat
We talk what is lacked
But never try to attain.