Cult Candy - A Now Empty Place

White pine and disease
Every day spent in skis
Having a laugh over occurrences from
Way overseas
Felt assured just to know
There were two more months to let go
Then get just a week
To pack all our shit up and go
I don't want you to go
And you would agree
Make the best of what's left until
We're caught by debris
Now it looks like we're done
Had a nice last hurrah
Made the best of what's given and
Tasted the last drop
Gray skies and bright screens
Dwelling in world misery
Feeling connections slip from friends who've moved on
Just out of reach
Feeling right back at home
Surrounded but always alone
Then weeks turn to months
And our paradise becomes dethroned
Your face illuminates
And all I think is god just make it end
Just take me back when things were permanent
They give us all congratulations
Education's not concerned
Our fulfillment comes from empty words
I know that I'm passed my grief
But surely they would have agreed
There was no reason
For completion
Now we're obsolete
I thought I had nothing to lose
But now I see that was untrue
Now I'm keeping afloat
But I'm caught in the undertow

Written by:
Ben Crouse

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