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The Tower

 

Antennae stabbing towards heaven like robotic limbs

No one knows why they're broadcasting these aliens hymns

A murder of crows paints the sky black with leathery wings

The sky liquefies and breaks open as the tower sings...

 

"Nothing is anything because everything's anything but real

No one is anyone because nobody knows how to feel

Nothing is anything because everything's concrete and steel

No one is anyone because nobody knows how to feel"

 

The phantom phallus erected by faith in our sins

A hideous palace of bodies and bottles and tins

Hell-hounds are howling a fiery breath on the wind

The nexus of radio power, the tower it grins...

 

"Nothing is anything because everything's anything but real

No one is anyone because nobody knows how to feel

Nothing is anything because everything's concrete and steel

No one is anyone because nobody knows how to feel"

 

How can you believe in something when you know that it ain't real?

How can you buy into something when you know it's not for sale?

 

 

 

© Sartisohn 2003

 

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