consequential damage


By shawn - Posted on 28 November 2011

 

our place under the trees
sits vacant as it waits
to the friendships that have all been lost
price of progress

to the time spent in the stale air
four wall prisons cause we ain't got the space
paling, no more vitamin d
chasing the impossibilities

fairy tale existence
if its too serious will you laugh us off
such a fine line between beauty and absurdity
between obsession and respect

if we give it all chasing my dreams
if it takes it all
who will look after us when we get old
who will look after us as we get old

as you write us off
cause we're not much around
talk and uselessness
give us your air to breath

if we give it all chasing my dreams
if it takes it all
who will look after us when we get old