Flourish

By Roderick Veach •
and so I've found that I don't quite fit anywhere
everything that's preconceived
seems like it was made in a factory
and I just want air to breath
I want my own land to seed
I want to solve mysteries
I want to find life's beauty
I want to go down that road
places people dare not go
you'll find me stranded in the gutter speaking incoherently
because I dared to see
and I find secret upon secret always hidden in plain sight
so I watch as alien ant farms flourish
and they argue over divine right
someones got to get it right
so build your castles in the sand
build your castles in the sand
and argue the difference between us and air
the rooms hydrogen purple, but you can't see that well
can you tell the difference between heaven and hell
we all want to solve mysteries
but you can't trust what you've been told
you can tune in to channels four or three
but their all owned by old King George