Get Equal, Get Even

life goes on doesn’t it?

we all want something

out of reach? we can’t quite tell

what goes on underneath?

the smoke and mirrors

out of reach but our hearts won’t still

we stake no claim

we know belonging

we stake no claim

as time goes round

and when you breathe your last breath

the world will keep on spinning

in life or in death returning to the earth

life goes on doesn’t it?

we all need something

i can see we can’t quite tell what we want

beautiful but not defining

more than us and our fractured selves