Fragile Things The Last View
No need to watch the news at eight
to know the weather for today
this is the coldest winter ever.
I always end up losing heat
comparing these days
to the same ones of last year.
"Dreams are for free" the wise men say
but waking up is the highest price
I've ever had to pay.
What's good is good, that's true
but now it's all reversed
and I am through with you
always twisting up,
sticking new knives in a closing wound.
Keep your fickle words
frail buildings collapsing
flat-out on my head
your lack of integrity
is a weight I no longer share.
Remember this view:
me, free of your choking tentacles.
Remember this view:
you, falling of your pedestal.
Remember this view:
me, free of your choking tentacles.
Remember this view:
you, falling of your pedestal.
REMEMBER THIS VIEW!
No need to watch the news at eight
to know that this could only end
with a "good bye forever,
you're the same as everyone else."
