I sit quietly and listen to the songs softly.
 

 I have a hard time believing our leaders when they say that the world is broken and
they are going to fix it by bombing it into small pieces.
Smooth talkers those politicians repeatedly telling me its truly broken.
I walk away from that smooth talk but it is repeated constantly on all those forums.
Bang, bang, bang against my head.
The world is broken.
I sit quietly and listen to the songs softly.
The music quivers and sings as like an angel soothing my inner being.
Off in the distance the rustle of plastic is heard.
The cat scratches for a comfortable place to lie.
Bob Dylan sings.
The man yanks at my leash trying to keep me back.
(subordinate : submissive to or controlled by authority)
I have a hard time believing our leaders when they say that the world is broken and they are going to fix it by bombing it into small pieces.
Smooth talkers those politicians repeatedly telling me its truly broken.
I walk away from that smooth talk but it is repeated constantly on all those forums.
Bang, bang, bang against my head.
Bob Dylan sings.
The man yanks at my leash trying to keep me back.
 
 

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