Voice Of Our Age

The voice of our age

Is singing sad sad songs

And I'm doing my best

To keep from adding yet another one

I've heard it said

That the writing's on the wall

But I must need some glasses

Cause the words are out of focus

Pick it all apart

Until there's nothing left but pieces

Makes it easy to forget

Just what it looked like when it was whole

The drink is not a band-aid

For a sad a sore brain

And time is not a doctor

So get out of the rain

Slice the sun across the sky

Your thumb will do the trick

Paint your face with UV rays

Til cancer makes you sick

The words become art

And the meaning fades away

So speak your mind and dig your grave

And then decide to die another day

The villians turn to heroes

And the spiders turn to flies

The cats and dogs all eat themselves

So stop and close our eyes

The days all fade away

And we're rotting in our skins

Pick a fight with time my friend

You're guaranteed to never win

The voice of our age is singing sad sad songs [x17]