My Whole Life

my whole life

follows me down the line

my whole life

falls down the well

all my life drains from me

all i see is empty



heaven has lost to hell

for all the world to see

all of life is clumsy

all i see is crazy



i would place your hands

in the common man's

so that you will lose your grip

i would hang your feet

on the highest peak

so that all your life is bleak

i would bite your tongue

of the songs you've sung

and sell them to the street

i would break your stare

with utmost care



so that you may never seek



what a life

buried beneath this ground

what a life

the sound of a baby crying

all of life is dying

all of death is alive