It’s a Lonely World

By Listener

On Whispermoon

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It's a lonely world with billions of interruptions

We are just tiny pearls amongst the sands of production

It's a lonely earth floating besides tons of dead planets

What is your worth, do you take this dirt for granted?

When you have no-one and feel like your singing solo with no fans

You have a cloud of humidity hushing all your plans

Numbing down the already dumbed down emotional span that you portray

Grabbing for a spot of green grass lustfully

While being dragged through this desert you call a life

Look for me I'll be your shining light

Watering your damaged ego into a corner judgmentally but caring

It's a lonely place when you surround yourself with facades and double faces

That behind your front point and laugh staring

At your oddities you consider to be unique

But that's just a lie embedded into the mind of a freak

Like a lemming wandering blurry eyed towards the backs of the herd

Never worrying or asking why your falling never saying a word

But crashing comfortably on the tops of those who've gone before you

And drowning miserably anyways because of lack of desire and a poor mood

Don't take it out on yourself though cause in this game you can always press continue

Unless of course you've damaged your health, and then basically your through

I dig a hole with a greed that keeps me sinking deeper

Sweating puddles of catalyst rebelling from all my teachers

I know what's right I do what I need to keep the capital M-E from being more that just alright

In hindsight red eyed and forsake I stare at the man I could have been and watch him fade to white

The blackest thoughts I've had are always looking into mirrored sympathy at my own lack of things

Things that keep me bound from my own destiny

And once I've risen with a zeal to free everyone bound by my own lusts

I come across another tool to give me greatness, and proudly bow down to accept its crutch

Snared again like I get enjoyment from being a prisoner

I plot and demise to walk again as if the God of all the universe

Is required to show mercy on me and allow me to be a listener

Lending words and my own thoughts to soothe and teach

As if I'm even qualified to show life through the dark, I'll start as a whisperer

Hashing out the truth and anomalies I wished I could have grasped before nearing death

I guess I wouldn't see the true depth of helping my brother without my experience

Being blind to the weight that I carry on my back is past I look forward to being last

With no earthly worth I gladly donate my organs

To continue this mad house and raise another poor man

Walking and breathing and smiling no doubt

But all just to give life up in the end as a louse

I'm sure I know God has his reasons for me being here

But it sure would be nice not to know about pain loneliness and fear

Jeering at me through glasses of destruction

Clenching it's teeth when it sees my heart undergoing construction

So I scream and you scream and we all scream our fears

Looking around dying asking God to take us from here

Like we're too proud to confront fear

We've all got issues basically they're standard issue

But if all you can do is drown in that cesspool goodbye, so-long, we'll miss you