The sun beats down blocked out by a speeding train
Then it comes back around the bend poisoning our ozone layer
In the age of trump Florida is underwater
Coming soon to a city near you
Life is a run-on sentence
Patterns, upon patterns
Form life
Well, I know I like to write
To put up a motherf*ckin' fight
Can we live in the moment once and for all?
Can we love?
Our ancestors fears still have control
Over many pour souls
Tribes and factions fighting over materials
So old
But we just can't leave them out in the cold