This life has no meaning
It is just an endless dream
Living, loving, dying,
Bursting at the outer seams
Dancers telling hopeless stories
Poets writing sonnets
Flower in a flower garden
Insect buzzing on it
Death and life are all the same
We are not meek or divine
Forced by laws which we imposed,
Menace, can’t you read the sign?
Red, the blood that martyrs shed
Orange, the sun that lights us
Yellow, the stars that pierce the night
Green, the envy that fights us
Blue, the ocean in its glory,
Purple, the color of love
Black, the night that kills the shadows
White, the mourning dove.
Silver is the cloudy lining,
Gold, the color of the kings
Peach, the color of my skin
What’s the color of anything?
This life has no meaning
We are just a mass of cells
Calling on each other
In this land of living hell,
This life has no meaning
It is just an endless dream
Living, loving, dying,
Bursting at the outer seams
Dancers telling hopeless stories
Poets writing sonnets
Flower in my flower garden
Insect buzzing on it
Death and life are all the same
We are not meek or divine
Forced by laws which we imposed,
Menace, can’t you read the sign?
We are all a hopeless people
Falling under a dying sun
This life has no meaning
Unless you give it one.
Shadow Ocean
1993
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