Being Unbeen

I hope to disallude
Direct disloyalty
I hope to disembowel
Castrate the prophecy
Watching the Mother Earth
Uprooting rotting trees
Keeping the mortar firm
Is a demolition team

Theres no truth in the words
To be unbeen
Imagination zombification
A memory undead

I make the ant hill
Then wash it all away
The brass is to be made
But it's made out of clay
The misty haze is pride
Nostalgia dissipates
The frame it hangs low
For easy picture change

Theres no truth in the words
To be unbeen
Imagination zombification
A memory undead

Theres no truth in the words
To be unbeen
Imagination zombification
A memory undead



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Writer(s): Reed Jackson
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