It's a funny cry it's apathy
A personifide catastrophe
Now the rain should pour
Because it's been so dry
Here on the desert floor
In the serpents eye.
This cavern of a soul
Knows patterns without goals
Your indifference is dark
The significance a lark.
Now the light should shine
So we could find our way
Through the passing time
Where our spirits lay.
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