A Hymn

Few more days now
in the same clothes
and the dogs will start
barking at you.
oh! what a life this is
held together...
by a brick
and a glue.
it was winter
its always winter
when you try to dig
she's always pulling you...
a cold wind blows
they always do
when you try to heat up
they make sure they shiver you.
Run dogs run...
they always want to play
since you are not a gay...
you don't have time to play.
Fly birds fly...
they always feel so high
you're used to a deep sigh
you don't have time to fly.


A few more days now...
you're not the one to cringe
you're not just a fringe
you lie deep within.
A hundred miles walked
a thousand more to go...
when you look around
you are all alone.
You try to grab hands
they all just want golds...
when you try to walk away
they keep holding you.
Once you even believed in their gods
but he didn't work
for anything else then coins...
which you didn't own.


A few more gaze now...
you're still around?
you're the one in the same clothes
obsessed with sounds.
And one smile fades away...
to another's arm it sways away
another smile is on its way
but all they do is dig delay.
When all is said and done...
if you're alive and singing songs
then you've lived a life I think
a life worth a million re-runs...