Eric Ayotte
Empty Nest
i'm right here among the cigarette buttson the sidewalks, sad faces that never look upjust continue on their waynever speaking to anyoneuntil they get in front of computer screensand they can start their dayand order more plastic shit we can throw awaywe're never content untilMother Nature's lain to restshe's had a long run, there's no need to be upsetso raise your glasses, this time to propose a toastto the one we love and lost many years agoso Mother may I have this one last dance with you'cause your son is marrying all things mechanicalyou see there's just no more room for youamongst our growing love for mass production and chemicalsher epitaph reads:farewell my children, I loved you soI brought you this far, now it seems I must let goyour wings grew strong enough to reach the end of this branchbut who will catch you when you fall?'cause son I cradled you and nourished you and nurtured youLetras de cancionesbut you're a big boy now with all new peers and much to proveyou see there's just no more room for twoyou're on your own now the world is smaller and vulnerableher epitaph readsgoodbye.
From Letras Mania