IQ - The Wake |
The Wake
IQ Singing praises was never a feature Encouraged in me or my kind. Every time they remain with my hand to my mouth, The crowded borders leave me colourPushing me for the death warmed up And the flowers and fur to parade, They've broken all the promises they made. In the time that it takes for the ritual wake Couldn't see we were all laid to waste, Solid areas fallen with grace. I was driven away to distraction and Never sleeping, I saw my abduction from Dropping out of sight, I come drifting through the draughting I'm not begging for love, I'm empty as I am. I'm beginning to wonder is the ability too weak? If this stark interior surrounds me, am I so unique? Restless days when I should have said No, Little blue souvenir to remind me of And you know that I've nothing to share with you I wanted to be magnificent For the chance of the love that we save: I forget where I came in, For the less All I know there's no discipline now. ======================================================================= |