Photographs without heartache
Reaching out with no fear
Paint runs down the canvas as if it was a tear
Spotted plants
Shelved dreams
The spirit’s here at least
Who are we now if not ourselves?
The thought is to believe
Extreme greed
Extreme greed
Extreme greed
Extreme greed
Extreme greed
Under fog I forget you
Spiders crawl through my dreams
You were born a victim
You’ve been trapped in a cage
Spotted plants
Shelved dreams
The spirit’s here at least
Who are we now if not ourselves?
The thought is to believe
Extreme greed
Extreme greed
Extreme greed
Extreme greed
Extreme greed
