Bell Jar

And so you shrug it off
The burden of a darkening day
Only to put it on
And heap it higher every day

You put the kettle on
And let it boil o'er
Can't even turn it off
Can't even raise an arm

And so you shrug it off
That ever-nagging heartache
And put a smile on
By moving muscles under your face
But Inner-Voice, it howls
And paints the world a glimmering grey
And though you know it's wrong
Can't help but sing it anyway

God is a hoax, is a lie, is a comfort for desperate lives
Something is here, but it's queer to conjecture it lectures on high
Consider the grass that unfurls like a flag as the spirit moves past
Moving in you, as it moves in me too, though it never can last



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Writer(s): Zachary Bauman
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