Life is a giant with an apathetic attitude
as we humans do it walks all over the masses
Unable to rhyme it's words into reason
Anger shakes the lace of it's boot

A song sung from a broken voice to me
laced in with sounds of the seasons
leaden heavy with the hindsight of misery
reverbertaing in the eardrums of eternity

as it comes to pass I struck dumb by clarity
it's my addictions that have come to define me
though it's my words that remind me
of my self as a child, a man who used to dream.

A flower blooms to tell the world of it's passing
a tree dies to remind us of our compassion
what is the sum of life if not a ramdon verse
how can we live when we know nothing of the chorus.