And that's the way they want it, all these things gone wrong. Try to say it's

good enough. What's your feeling on it? As you can't move on...with the edges

feeling rough. 

 To find the weakness of it, measured if it's strong. All the pieces falling

off. Beneath the path of pretense. Purpose has moved on, cracking tile, the

brittleness.

 They have gone so wrong. Seen it gone so wrong.

 The peak of greed & secrets, need to take it all from the beacon of the

thirst. Just to plead their defense, seek to make them small. Rinsed in

anxious, then immersed.

 They have gone so wrong. Seen it gone so wrong.

 Averting eyes, remaining shut. Calming of suspense, to feel the alley narrow

up. Time knows we often bend or break. To see a way of the dozen days and to

see it's our own path clear enough.

 They have gone so wrong. Seen it gone so wrong. Seen it gone so wrong. And

they've gone so wrong.