With tasty, silent and naked hands
The breaking days ways their commerce
The routine grey face broke on fools
We lay down bound to all these rules
The factory who dissolves seem lost
Rightly meaning, all of their cost
They leave us from the search/invest
And feed them all to set their heaps
Staying impotent
Settling down
Just means that death
Comes fast around
And he felt he's still living for
To cross the wreckage filled canal
A rebel lost cast poisoned fish
That he won't eat and he can wish
Past dustbins filled with stray cartoons
Garbage cans and rusty bins
The stream of life calls, we divide
The time and fear that we deny
Staying impotent
Settling down
Just means that death
Comes fast around
