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everyday brings more decay
but everyday reborn
i have no regret to display
when i have naught to mourn

everyday i push record
to that button i return
yesterday is not restored
and all i must re-learn

i know me from who i’m not
intuition is my guide
what is real i forgot
alone, i rebuild inside

mania is murphy’s gift
vigor comes and will depart
pendulum is set adrift
and in it’s wake is art

adrift towards the darkness
we are carried but resist
our tears of resignation
join this abyssal mist

we struggle to remain us
pain keeps us here and now
the truth drags us to the depths
of our wrong whys and hows
we are battered wave to wave
our source of strength unknown
our spirits grow heavy
we are of chains and stone

suicide is murphy’s gift
depression comes and will depart
pendulum is set adrift
and in it’s wake is art

(above, 2nd Gen)May 2013
(below, 1st Gen)Mar 2010