I am over and done
The last that won
The forgotten son
We are on the brink of extinction
Tomorrow isn’t today
Disturbed and abused
Drowned but not out
This was something that is not
In the mind’s eye I am the one who is long gone
Death above life
Still sought after all the fuck ups
We are on the brink of discovery
But have we forgotten where we have come from
It is so awkward from
the start
Kissing and hugging
Sniffing one another’s ass
Like dogs on a good day
I guess that means it is our kind of afternoon
There is a full moon tonight
So we will howl in order to feel a live
I am long gone
Forgotten son
Forgotten again
