Taste

Not bound in chains but sleep all day
Inside for fear the air outside will
Spoil the milk of breathing just a taste
And walls divide communication, testify such separation
Touch me, don't touch, bite me, hesitate

Step, step into the light, step into the night, step into the world outside
Step, respect, regard the plague, don't the fear dissuade, don't let it nullify your soul
There's gotta be a better way than starving, this isn't so apocalyptic that currency is not a solution
The machine of commerce has to keep going or the world that we once knew will melt into the ground
Like it's ice in sun
Don't hesitate, buy sustenance and taste the entertainment of this age
Skype all of your friends, try to bake bread and then notice something goin' down
On social
Justice
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Writer(s): Phillip Forsyth
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