Lessons In Miscommunication II

All is lost. All is black.

The world we knew it won't come back

Building our cities to the sky

And down they come, like a heavy rain

Through the years over centuries

We've paved our roads over memories

Surpassing that limitless sky

And we've come too far, second to the stars.

Angels weep at this gaping hole

Spilling blood till our lungs are full

Corrupt kings and governments fall

And we can't deny.

That we could have made, made a choice

To consciously love those who had no voice.

And give to the poor what they couldn't afford

And we'd live as one.

Yes we could have made, made a choice

To open our doors

And let man rejoice

In a beautiful world

And the billions of pearls

On the ocean floor.

They could not say everything, everything on their minds.

They could not say everything!

So they swallowed

The pill you gave them.

The stars are my home

Far outer space

I hide amidst black

From an ominous fate

That shows me the world can move slowly

No routine and a meaningful life

All we had is gone,

Tell me Lord what will I become?

When water, earth, and sky were sacrificed

By leaders ruling blind

So the trees die,

And the leaves fall.

Under gray sky,

No hope at all.