Apr 12, 2006 02:03
Did it all get real? I guess it's real enough. They got refridgerators full of blood another century spent pointing guns at anything that moves. Sometimes I worry that I've lost the plot like my twitchin' muscles tease my flippant thoughts. I never really dreamed of heaven much until we put him in the ground, but it's all I'm doing now listening for patterns in the sound of an endless static sea. But once the satellite's deceased, it blows like garbage through the streets of the nightsky to infinity.
Don't be a criminal in this police state.You'd better shop and eat and pro-create. You've got vacation days, and you might escape to a condo on the coast. I set my watch to the atomic clock. I hear the crowd count down till the bomb gets dropped. I always figured there'd be time enough I never let it get me down, but I can't help it now looking for faces in the clouds. I've got some friends I barely see, but we're all planning to meet...we'll lay in bags as dead as leaves all together for eternity.
Bright Eyes - Easy/Lucky/Free