"VAGUE"

LAISH 

 

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We are vague and full of pathos
Dead men's words tower above us
Are we capable of original thought

The damp is growing
I would say it is flowing
It has become a river

My kitchen is in decline
The spores the mould the slime
It has become a river

We are vague and full of pathos
Old leather hands betray us
Our cracked tongues
Poke out of beard

The grey statues do not sing
Grey statues do not dance
And I am neither grey
Nor made of stone

I am near middle age
And I never felt so alone
But I think I feel safe
In my home

I think I feel safe in my home

We speak only in humour
It's a linguist kind of tumour
We know what it signifies
Know what it signifies

I am near middle age
And I never felt so alone
But I think I feel safe in my home

I think I feel safe in my home