Paraquat Condolences
give me a line i can remember.
give me a song i can sing.
give me a beat i can nod my head to.
turn it into a rhythm i can move to.
i don‘t want to long for anything.
i only want to belong.
here i am and what now?
so i spend night and day
just searching for the answers.
to all the stupid questions
no one will ever ask me.
this is what you get
when you‘ve got nothing to love,
when you‘re handcuffed to a house
that you need to call your home.
we‘ve got something in common:
an idea of what we‘d like to be
and the certainty that we‘ll never be it.
give me a place or give me a direction!
