Black Is The Last Color

I'm sitting on the edge

the clouds inform me

"a little bit of rain

and you will not prosper"

all this will stay the same

if you keep on lacking

a little bit of rain

to suspend your posturing

stay in your pose

bend your soul

to its limits

spent on all

that you saved

for the rain

and saved for the gloomy days

meld love and frustration

let life pass you by

death by quick castration

let life pass you by

your face and the pavement

let life pass you by

blemished and forsaken

let life pass you by

your time will never come

and so are we

be left used and undone

and so will we

meld love and frustration

let life pass you by

death by quick castration

let life pass you by

your face and the pavement

let life pass you by

blemished and forsaken

let life pass you by