Last Stand for Hopeless Romantics

Caterpillars, butterflies
Razor between myth and lies
Caught inside your whirling dervish
Gravity falls and we're rendered helpless
These times are hard for you and me
They're outlawing poetry
Last stand for hopeless romantics
Fire eaters and acrobats
Evil clowns now run the circus
Love squashed for fear and aversion
Last stand for hopeless romantics
To find soul in scrambled semantics
Last time on stage for all the bards
As bakers become prison guards
One last kiss for all the lovers
Novelists beware take cover

Torches are being lit as we speak
Compassion is called being weak
Disappear into our mountain fortress
As our villages alit by their torches
All the lovers still have each other
As sisters turn against their mother
Dark times call for impromptu theater
The muse still sings always feed her

Last stand for hopeless romantics
To find soul in scrambled semantics
Last time on stage for all the bards
As bakers become prison guards
One last for all the lovers
Novelists beware take cover
One last stand for the hopeless romantics

Cherish every kiss every wink
In times like this its gone with a blink
Curl up in tsunami balls
Wait for our houses to fall

Last stand for the hopeless romantics
Fire breathers and acrobats
Evil clowns now run the circus
Love squashed for fear and aversion
Last stand for hopeless romantics
To find soul in scrambled semantics
Last time on stage for all the bards
As sculptors become prison guards
One last kiss for all the lovers
Playwrights beware take cover

One last stand for the hopeless romantics
One last stand for hopeless romantics