Flowers Uncared For

"But tomorrow will be beautiful”

Life presents flowers everyday
They are uncared for
Unwanted
Because they are really elsewhere

In the future we’re preparing for
As we’re killing ourselves today
But tomorrow will be beautiful
It exists in our thoughts

Intangible
It keeps us occupied
Something is being pushed
It is great

Now we are melting
Into our souls
We’ll shatter all denial
This is the melting
Into our souls
Awaken from denial

There is still life
When we drag our dead bodies once again
To feel ashamed and embarrassed, then rejoice in our revolutionary spirit

Then criticize each other
Waste our energy in all possible ways

We feel so powerful in our display of powerlessness
In our dependency on the “weak” to feel our “strength”
We are really parasites
What is this substance we are living off?
It upholds itself for ever
Because we believe it to be real

Now we are the melting
Into our souls
We’ll shatter all denial
This is the melting
Into our souls
Awaken from denial

We could look elsewhere
And be shocked
By simplicity
Grace
Complexity
But we look where nothing is happening
Although it seems so busy

And busyness means business
And business means importance
And importance means power
And power means sex
And it goes on in an endless dance
A dance of mistaken identities, a stew, a masquerade
And we feel so delighted by the cards being played
By ourselves

We could look elsewhere
And be shocked
By simplicity
Grace
Complexity

Life presents flowers everyday
Let them be cared for
Appreciated
Because they are really here