Julia Nunes Welcome Vacation
It's close to home by blood or block
i hate the bed, and i hate the dock
this loss of life is killing me
effecting unexpectedly
but what's one more yeah let me go
let me suffer nice and slow
the pack is watching patiently
stand in line to wait and see
but that's the problem seeing it coming does nothing
till it comes
we're deaf until the heavens are beating the drums
but it's too late, and i don't know when it turned into
fate
unavoidable so i better get prepared
it's too late, but i'll take ignorance over being so
scared
i'm not coming out of this box till everyones forgotten
me this aught to be a welcome vacation
i'm not coming out of this box till everyone's
forgotten me my thoughts will be secluded elation
i'm starting to loose track of who's alive and who has
passed on and on and on and who is here and who is gone
that's the problem seeing it coming does nothing till
it comes
we're deaf until the heavens are beating the drums
but it's too late