Walk down main street in the silver rain.
Cars slide by on rainbows of spilt oil.
Oceans of umbrellas in a race
tumble past like gumballs on their way out of a machine.
O, how I've stepped on backs to climb a broken ladder
and how I was too breathless to enjoy the view.
The view from my new condo is so great!
Staring out over the government lakes.
Days turn into weeks and weeks to things
all stretched out on the calendar on my desk.
O, how I've spent those things in search of something meaningful
only to find my hands were in the wrongest place.
This shattered rung,
these battered backs,
ambitious people clawing past.
Cars slide by on rainbows of spilt oil.
Oceans of umbrellas in a race
tumble past like gumballs on their way out of a machine.
O, how I've stepped on backs to climb a broken ladder
and how I was too breathless to enjoy the view.
The view from my new condo is so great!
Staring out over the government lakes.
Days turn into weeks and weeks to things
all stretched out on the calendar on my desk.
O, how I've spent those things in search of something meaningful
only to find my hands were in the wrongest place.
This shattered rung,
these battered backs,
ambitious people clawing past.