Lady in the Crowd

In the streets they’re creeping, shrieking, going out of their minds

In their homes they’re shaking, peaking from behind their blinds

Throwing shade like arrows

Hypnotized by lies

While the kings and servants never served anybody at all

They spit right back and caused a bloody statue to fall

And I read on the comment thread about a lady in the crowd they pronounced dead

How it wasn’t the end

She’s right there with you poised on her celestial screen

A lack of flesh and bone doesn’t make her any less human being

A spirit or a program

A sentient selfie from a catalogue of our memories

Can I find the means to say I love you

Even if I did would it be true?

Its hard enough to hold someone who isn’t truly there

Every night I’m trying to get to you

She’s sliding through the wire transcending all time and space

But when was being present that important to you anyways

Bound by false desires

And predetermined fate

A virtual vixen left to ride on the digital waves

Can I find the means to say I love you

Even if I did would it be true?

Its hard enough to hold someone who isn’t truly there

Every night I’m trying to get to you

Take me back to what we used to do