Adrift

Where we are going you can’t bring your friends

Woe to him with debt!

He’s not man anymore, this

Dolls that moan, cry if you please

Scan your badge, with it your life

Easier than writing everything down

The rains washed away the mountains so we forged steel

Except grass won’t grow on steel

It was easier than handing back our keys.

What the Doctor won’t cure is no disease, state of mind.

If I took your hand we’d be two people alone together.

Between us there’s no law, just witnesses.

Let’s find reasons when we are old, for now what’s done is done!

No two terrors are alike, even in shared experience.

Psychopathy is waking up to tailor-made demons; their cut outdated.

Who’s to say we don’t terrorize our monsters in their dreams?

You can borrow against your enemies success never their failure

Married a girl because I was afraid what life would be without her.

The terror’s now greater as we walk hand in hand.

You can share my joy if you’ll share my pain

The Law’s for mortals

Here we are, day one of eternity; our last!

What if nothing dies and everything’s alive?

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