Skyrocket ChildrenA Poem by GarlandI won't reveal too much, but it basically revolves around this generation and how quick we move on from one to the next.
Verse 1: I'm letting go of distant shame.
Where babies are born with our last name. You've got quite the silver tongue indeed. I bite mine too, and lips start to bleed. I try my best to fight your words. But they slip through my ears with poison feed. And eyes go numb like drinking mercury. Chorus: Where do we go, where do we go, where do we go? Where do we go when it's all gone? Where do we go, where do we go, where do we go? Where do we go when it's all gone? Verse 2: I thought of your face one last time. It felt like I was being chased by the dead. I thought of your kiss one last time. And I'm reminded why, I left you high and dry. All that's left is a crooked smile. With hopes in reach that I can't grasp. Chorus: Where do we go, where do we go, where do we go? Where do we go when it's all gone? Where do we go, where do we go, where do we go? Where do we go when it's all gone? Where do we go, where do we go, where do we go? Where do we go when it's all gone? Where do we go, where do we go, where do we go? Where do we go when it's all gone? © 2015 Garland |
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