I'm Sinking Like A Stone In The Sea
Gentleman, good luck.
when the waves crash down, do you feel them
at your feet?
when the fire reaches towards the sky, do you feel it
on your hands?
the camera turns and you smile at yourself
a flashbulb erupts and bursts with your dreams
it's an epidemic, idealism
we all want to be fighters
champions of something True
most are just sleepy eyed dreamers
moonlight thinkers and midnight philosophers
the sun's illumination provides a different portrait
of thoughts in ether
ephemeral conviction
hope is trite and love is fleeting
what Man has become
is a poor allusion
to life in perfection
before that first Apple was plucked
there was hope
after the last temptation
there will be love