I sing the blues this afternoon
Itís been raining all day long
I anxiously await the moon
To right whatís going wrong

Iíve joined in conversation
with soul-less eyes and artificial smile
Completely meaningless relation
Pretending all the while

We become little puppets controlled
By society opinion at large
We do exactly as weíre told
Obeying whomeverís in charge

If God designed man to be
Flawed and full of sin
Then, praytell, how can we
Find peace and love within?

Today by NAIMA

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