Snog The Fruits
The forgotten days in the sun
You miss them, but they are gone
The ancient realm under the sea
Don't recall when we were free
You, you slave by day
You work and you pay
There seems no other way
For you
No mystery, no joy
You tinker, you toil
The fruits they did spoil
For you
Deep, deep down below
Where blood and water flow
Where memory cascades
Through caverns we once made
