The Erratic Circus
Greenlighter
A lifetime of circles paced
Of unnatural instincts and
swapping heroes for ghosts.
Living in new context with nature tricked
to deliberate separation.
Grey, the melancholy of town, city, slow death.
Clasped in time, camera bound.
Held in the photographs of the ignorant.
A reflection....just to prove you exist.
Silent wailing rebounds from internal misery to echo unheard.
Suffering at their hands, their greed.
The space that grows between you and these motherfuckers
is a hollow boned, black eyed plague.
It's what you forget that kills you.
The Queen is dying
Long live the Queen.
Of unnatural instincts and
swapping heroes for ghosts.
Living in new context with nature tricked
to deliberate separation.
Grey, the melancholy of town, city, slow death.
Clasped in time, camera bound.
Held in the photographs of the ignorant.
A reflection....just to prove you exist.
Silent wailing rebounds from internal misery to echo unheard.
Suffering at their hands, their greed.
The space that grows between you and these motherfuckers
is a hollow boned, black eyed plague.
It's what you forget that kills you.
The Queen is dying
Long live the Queen.
