Recognizing a solemn road
Don’t look at the world today
He can’t bare the sight of it
Scrap the easy blanks away
So he don’t have to stand it
The rain settles down
And leaves him with the stains
That marked him on his clothes
He’ll wrestles around in clay
A boulder embedded in soil
Ruins the house he grew in
Wrecked him down to the ground
With his knees down the foul
Well seems the road he follows
Though mistakes are down his path
It crumbles the air he breathes
And corrupt the choices he weeds
He feels the disaster sting
But believes the world he’s in
And while cities turn to ruins
He collapses and recognizes a being
