unbearable weight of being just

pen in hand, a life spent
penny in hand, millions spent

dead since birth, breathes like a tree
poisoned all the sleepers beneath

knew it all, said it more
gone with the daylight, shines no more

empty aqueducts, cries of dust
dead zone after the big boy, bitter crust 

tastes like dead batteries and tv static
we lived for nothing

we lost the sea - blood will have blood

emr sag