The world is like
Your mother's ****
It's full of ******
Now
How's that for parlour tricks?

But all jokes aside
We live on hope
So please my friend
Don't let go of that rope
When clouds roll in
Faith get soaked
Then you desire to twist and choke
The shadows not certain
History I invoke
With your feet
You don't have to vote

I think I heard you
Bleat half a laugh
Between the sobs
And that's enough
At least today
It is a start
Tomorrow
Begins
With
Trembling
Heart

But we've been here before
And I hate to just spin it
But you bear the unbearable
Every moment
You're in it.