how to make a life (and break one.)
and they keep on making love, making life through the leasing of lust.
they're just kids but now they're having their own -- screaming!
keeps them up at night.
(can't they see they're ruined their lives?)
the thought of it has me in shivers,
i'm not ready to pack-it-in,
there's still some time left on these limbs:
"i want to see the world!" and she said the same,
but now the world is born in chains
and they're wrapped around her feet (baby hands that
forever was yours, but now it's gone,
making happy to appease your young
(the child had children; cyclical life.)
sail your boat, masts in the wind
but can't forget about your kids --
sex has done you in.