The lies of romance peter out;
The ties of blood have all washed out:
Welcome to the next decade of doubt.
In retrospect, what was your life about?
Another little poet's got the fear.
Another little poet's got the fear.
Get over it; get over her -
Burn your candle swift for what it's worth.
What a drag, inheriting the earth.
I've got something to show you
I've got something to tell
See this final act I act so well.
Leave bridges burn; ambitions rust.
Your dulled and lame achievements cake with dust.
Watch them gather maggots if you must,
As you too rot and grey, decay and rust.
Crap, sad actors
Disgrace the stages
Memory lights like
So many razors
Her yellow teeth
Forming empty phrases
Cooled as love
As cruel as vacant