The world doesn't know how to be satisfied
The angels lost all will to save our broken lives...

Watch you dive around your world
Begging for a bite to eat...

Tomorrow three thousand
bodies will part from a soul...

Its said in many different ways
Its said to have many meanings...

When the sunshine falls
Our bodies rest...

Another day of filthy digging
Hands and feet in the dirt...

This poem is pretty personal to me.
There's something depressing about this room...

When the sailing clouds finally break
You're what i find and what i conceal...

People waitng and observing
And listening to every single thing...

Do you know what your doing?
Do you know where your going...

Colored marbles meet head on.
As stories are told...

I thought of you today
But thats nothing new...