Friday, August 03, 2007

My devil wears wool

I am betrayed

Like an ant

Trampled under foot

By forces of

Beyond my small grasp


But there’s no recourse

Once it’s done, it's done

There’s no way

To not save the changes

In this life

Because it doesn't work

Like my little video game

World does


And there goes the hollow heart

It passes by

Like nothing happened there

My phantom limb in a wool suit


I don’t know who I am in this one piece

Or who to be

When normal was little more

Than your lap dog

For so long

For so so long

And then it’s gone


I am made of nothing

Dissolving like sand

Swept into the gutter

And there’s nothing

To be done

And the voice sings

"Keep on marching"

So I march on into a new horizon

Making every effort

Not to fall apart


And there goes the hollow heart

It passes by

Like nothing happened there

It's no big deal

I guess

Just my phantom limb

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