Come Back Down

Big Brother - Section A

Ivory tower apocalypse
Minding the winds with a turn
I walk to resist the articles
Hanging from the heavens above
And I don’t think you’ve found the ground
Sample of the greater good
Peerless and flawlessly designed
I will not bear this cross again
I’ve kissed the minute with a sigh
Guardian of the guardians
Are you wistful in the media?
I fear the loss of inexperience
And the death of unchecked dreams
And I don’t think you’ve found the ground
Sample of the greater good
Peerless and flawlessly designed
I will not bear this cross again
I’ve kissed the minute with a sigh
Forget to face the rising sun
Bread reduced to channels sent
Arbitrate the price of children
Trade your faith for modern law
Fathers broken before the summons
Mothers bled to wet the gears
Sons to gift the greedy elders
Daughters left to gather tears
And this is no place for me
I will not bear this cross again
I’ll keep this hint of solace found
Slip into the moments lent
With both my feet upon the ground

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~ by ryantyrl on August 7, 2010.

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