Fender On The Freeway

Tangled thoughts As daylight faded out That I can't find the words to speak about Laughing in the vast and vacant sprawl A fleck of dust and somehow self involved No one has Returned from death to show That life on earth had really made them grow Systems fail And empires fall walking the earth like ants on a sugar ball We're nothing to the sprawl But does that bring me pain or comfort? It's over now but it will start again The cycle goes around it never ends You can't unring a bell We live in heaven and we live in hell God is gone And out the tape will play Lying like a fender on the freeway Tangled in the sprawl A life of pain, a life of comfort Systems fail And empires fall Walking the earth like ants on a sugar ball