Regal Murk - everything's feelin' alright

Everything's feeling all right
'Til you lay down your head for the night
Then everything changes
Your whole world rearranges
I dont' know if i'm happy or high

With sutures applied to the light
You take on the sword with the knife
The government changes
The deck chairs rearrange then
There's a calm before collapse outright

There's a pyre waiting for me
Gilded cages and ravenous things
In the dark

Heaven helps them what rely
On deceptions to muddy the mind
Bacteria-phages of the modern dark ages
How the scum, yes, it also will rise

"Ridden by the routine of his craft,
And the soul is subject to dollars,"

The river turns your name around in its mouth a few times.
The day ends like all the others,
At last, with the sun at your feet

Meanwhile in America
We have found a way
To insert into the stages of grieving
An commercial break
Some irreparable harm,
In the grand tradition
They think the cages are a product of the landscape but we made them

Written by:
Zachary Schwartz

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