Sea Of Words

In a sea of words we drown if we don't fly

Hanging out high the lost boys don't die

But we need to be careful

Cause our wings are made of silk

And damage is fastly done

So put your guns away

It ain't time yet

For the ultimate apocalyps

Churches drown if people don't fly

On the wings of the holy spirit

On the promise of consecration

Make up your mind yourself

Before they do it for you

We are the new deaths

Buried forever in euthanasia fever

We die twice

God help us with the signs

Of the promised paradise

Of the fiction and fact

Is there a soul adventure Mylord?

Fata morganas split the seven seas

Arabians and Africans gather in our town

To ensure their survival

Can we forgive them?

Hindus rave on magical formulas

Buddhist on their liberty feast

Muslims get locked in moral conduct

And Christians in penance

In a sea of words we drown if we don't fly

Hanging out high the lost boys don't die

Take a trip to heaven or go muddy

Black wings shall crash ugly

In a sea of words we drown if we don't fly

© GdJ