Suburban Outcry

by Pygmalion   Oct 18, 2006


Nightmares and phantoms
Triffids or cave trolls
Life is one fairy tale
No matter how it is told

I was just a boy
When I saw what redemption meant
I'd always knew for certain
Every day was heaven sent

Life in the busy city
Weeps wells wildly
Through the tunnels of pure pity
Comes a life that ain't so pretty

Halls of money and shrouds of despair
Are leaking toward an end
Cannonballs of fashion's flair
Suddenly become everyone's friend

No more old ladies crossing the street
Now it's lonely beggars on cold bare feet
Oh, dear life that once was warm
How you came to be the eye of the storm

Minstrels with chalked nostalgia
Are all locked up for good
Who recalls the old days with mama
When houses were still made of wood

Wombs that carry so much life
Are left dying on a grinning subway
Laughing, Laughing in the night
Oh, where are the days

One day I musn't forget
In a summer so long ago
Fathers had daughters and trees had green
Such beauty I once have seen

Floating on the blue oceans
Were palm trees in suburban land
Wild-sprung love and heavy emotions
Were once all at my command

My Bourgeois days are long gone now
And from my island I shall never return
Today is the day we lament our deeds
Today is the day for we'll always yearn

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