Hey Zues

You'll take nothing to your grave

not the riches nor the fame

Though i write you most regrettably

I wish you no disdain

The hands of the clock are the hands of the damned passing idly through the warmth of the hourglass sand

Hear you nothing child of God? you preach and speak but fail to walk the part.

You are not the cure

and i am not the answer

We tear at one another and we kill each others mothers like it aint a fucking thing but a job mothafucka

Then turn around and shake it off to spread the love the word of god.

I'm not the answer to your cause

We are not a plague or a damn disease but we aren't exactly seeking love peacefully.

Everyone is talking but then none of them are walking.

Is anybody listening?

Does any of this matter?

You are not the cure

and i am not the answer

Exquisite mockery of time

Crush these dreams like dandelions

Is it the shine of gold that drives men or the entitlement to thrive?

We are not so innocent

We are not so pure

I am not the answer

and you are not the cure

The hands of the clock are the hands of the damned passing idly through the warmth of the hourglass sand

Hear you nothing child of God? you preach and speak but fail to walk the part.

We are not a plague or a damn disease but we aren't exactly seeking love peacefully.

Everyone is talking but then none of them are walking.

Is anybody listening?

Does any of this matter?

You are not the cure

and i am not the answer