"We don't laugh at jokes, we laugh at tragedies"
Life is so easily thrown away,
Realized one day, early morning
The sun shining down on possibly everything that lives
And a forgotten soul, a ended life
Lying on the curb of the sidewalk,
Displayed for the world to see,
Vulnerable to it's enemies... Not even left in peace.
Tears and Shame indude Clumsiness or Anxiety
Induced by petty behaviors and rude societies
A rude, rude generation
Not ours, but the one before
Who suffer from a serious case of age-ism
And the mountains cry
They weep and moan, begging to be heard by those who simply cannot see
A simple beauty, one that bring understanding to the lost & confused
Suffering, they beg, for Forgiveness or Hope
And the smoky haze unfurls all around him
As he shouts out his deperate pleas
Where she refuses with a laugh, not even looking back
And those whom possess no home
Shout out pain to those who just want to be loved
They just want to be loved, do you hear?
And she says, "I can sing this song so blue, that you will cry in spite of you."
The streets may be empty
And the heart may be lost
The empty walls and never-ending silence may still be silently beckoning you in
Yet you continute to let it in
I want to let you in? Not anymore when a hero was found
And the days pass
The sun rises in the East and sets in the West
The clouds move at a never-ending speed
Yet life goes on... despite it all

Close your eyes and open them once more, they are waiting for you.