Climactic Creatures

She wakes up
Oh this night
Well it's been so rough
On her
All a blur
But thats what happens when you grow up drunk
And she doesn't know where this road leads
As long as its not back down on those dirt-stained knees
Time and time again, as the new moon rises
Letting go of fear
A night for survival
Aspirations appear with new arrival
Oh this life she lives, it's becoming so viral

And he falls asleep
Ringing bitter dreams
Why can't this become, authenticity
No one knows, and it won't
That's the way the world goes
Growing up with such hope
But being left in the cold
Staggering and shivering
No face can he bear
A man with the plan
The mask that he wears
Trying to envision
A life without prison
Of thought
Of Wonder
Of Wisdom

We are whole, but only with the right pieces
Climactic creatures, it's the rage of the season




-DD