Civic Centres

This is the house
I grew up in, open
A child mops the floor
Eleise, she looks on

Blind men, walk
Greyhound free and caged and streamed
Prayer
Skeletons, tie men to prayer
Skeletons live

How can you ever be free?
How can you ever be free?
How can you ever be free?
How can you ever be free?

Taught bodies nothing but stone
See a good friend on the other side

Moloch eats the limbs of children
We gaze into the cracks diminishing flesh
Where the bootlickers lick for fun
Fucking nude and never naked again
These are the new civic centres
These are the new civic centres

What will we do in time?



Credits
Writer(s): William Kenny
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