Pretty Pink Posies

Slower now to the path which we walk from

Only through devotion, we learn we have nothing to show for,

Break through clay shells in the rain, under our skin we are all the same,

Our city's breaking down into systematic disbelief,

By Greed, Stray from our path

By Ego, we stand to face an endless Earth

By Lust, Sex is used by the system and crash,

By Anger, We expect our dreams to pass,

Then we let go all that keeps us where we are,

If we control our emotions into vanity

The blue settles down, into shapes in which we drown,

On this Illusion, we are pushed into a brink of insanity,

If we ever seem to realize now, that what was never lost can't be found