Menagerie

I wait for you at the top of the hill
Struggling so wildly, as you take your pills
Crumbling in grief, hesitant in pain
Knowing what you sought, was all in vain

The menagerie is in it's place
All the pieces fit like glue
Turn the hourglass as we wait
For a tour not to soon

Passing through the trees, the animals and ghosts
Chasing, getting chased, never arriving at the most
Wading in a stream, you slide down rocks
Doing everything you can, to beat the clocks

The menagerie is in it's place
All the pieces fit like glue
Turn the hourglass as we wait
For a tour not too soon

Forty years gone by
Have you made it yet
Social unawareness as you place your final bet
Glittering prizes, delivered to your door
Measuring sizes, always wanting more

The menagerie is in it's place
All the pieces fit like glue
Turn the hourglass as we wait
For a tour not too soon



Credits
Writer(s): John Ohandley
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