Thinking About The Long Withstanding Problems Of Virtue And Happiness Paroles

wont you come over for awhile

the dead make fun,
of the living.
and the living,
want to be dead.
they are confined
by their own devices
they use scarecrows
to hide their faces
the dead make haste,
with their baggeges in hand.
the living dont really care,
just as long as they are getting there.
they are confined
by their business prices
they use pictures and tape
to hide their fates

wont you come over for awhile we just sit and smile
we burn, we burn

(flames to embers embers to ashes ashes to dust)
the view is full of orange
the heat so intense
the smell is of death
the sounds
of something new

we start with tears
we finish with new fears
and all the while
we just sit and smile
we burn, we burn