/ Dunno how to start
Dunno where to begin
In a world churning out a masterpiece
Every time it breathes in
Like a fledgling on a cenotaph
With a pair of stunted wings /

/ Dunno how to speak out
Dunno know where to begin
In a world pouring quotes down ya throat
Like on-brand Rhubarb Gin
Like a princeling whose advisors
Are crawling under his skin /

Black nights
Black mornings
It’s the same old story
I’m bleeding bus money
In purgatory

Short-term happy
Long-term sad
All-time confused
It’s nice while it lasts
My head and bitterness leave me deaf
And this system is sick, cobbled and wet
Plain cardboard people
Blink
With loveless eyes
What’s wrong?
What’s right?
Have we lost sight?
The wolves hound in harmony at the sun’s look-alike
Beyond the galaxy and stars
My thoughts start to thunder
Society’s eating itself….


What’s up there I wonder?

/ Dunno how to start
Dunno where to begin
In a world churning out a masterpiece
Every time it breathes in
Like a fledgling on a cenotaph
With a pair of stunted wings /

/ Dunno how to speak out
Dunno know where to begin
In a world pouring quotes down ya throat
Like on-brand Rhubarb Gin
Like a princeling whose advisors
Are crawling under his skin /


Old habits die slowly
Old problems rise quickly
The taste of sunlight
On a broken TV
The endless funeral of winter
Swallowing me

Mother’s ignorance
Past experiences
Foolish decisions
Expectations
Mother’s ignorance
Past experiences
Foolish decisions
Expectations
Mother’s ignorance
Past experiences
Foolish decisions
Expectations
HUMANITY HAS BECOME REPETITIVE

Go back into a happy nothingness again
I don’t care about people
Only real friends
Sleepwalking through life
A distraction from the cold hard truth
Dreams of mum and dad together
Hearing his instructions
‘Look where you’re going, pedal fast’
Seems more than ever, I’m off the cycle track
Realising too late, I forgot my knee pads
And all of a sudden, the air grows damp
Wet newspaper wishes
Tear at my fingers
Raindrops plummet
With long sad faces

/ Dunno how to start
Dunno where to begin
In a world churning out a masterpiece
Every time it breathes in
Like a fledgling on a cenotaph
With a pair of stunted wings /

/ Dunno how to speak out
Dunno know where to begin
In a world pouring quotes down ya throat
Like on-brand Rhubarb Gin
Like a princeling whose advisors
Are crawling under his skin /

Dead pensioner’s playground
Juvenile Jungle Gym
Renting out playhouses
And taxing the swings
The infinite fall into the bed of woodchips
You manage to mouth “torture” through dry lips



Dunno how to start
Dunno where to begin
In a world churning out a masterpiece
Every time it breathes in
Force a smile upon your face
As you accept
Life As It Is.