Its days like this that our disunion rampantly rages,
Our miscommunication quickly rots quickly ages.
Our
disagreeance grows like the fresh new flowers in May
And to the people around us like a new page;
The
dislike piles as abundantly as the aqua life in the sea.
We enjoy the view as if this is something we paid for
As
deception strides peacefully within our homes
Our looks of shock and surprise possess our emotions
Is this
not something of our desire?
Did we not make time for this? Did we not keep feeding this
fire ?
Now the
house anti-flammable slowly burns, and ironically it’s in this instant that we
unite
To talk about our plunging investment, damn this hurts.
So much
time so much effort so many laughs and our many flights to Frankfurt.
All crumbling to the ground with the ash in our face
It
invades our lungs, our eyes, our body,
Its in our water, its in our food, we cannot escape it.
So we open
our boxes, lie down and find out that our shock is, that we have accepted it.
We will fight at it no more, cease fire and perish.
