Gibberish, or Sense?

7 weeks ago by @rdlinder

Liner Notes

Word salad, or is it?

Lyrics

The monkeys will attack at dawn
The cats and apes are on the lawn
The jackal heaves a weary sigh
When all the birds are flying by

The horses trot and stomp their hooves
The rabid dogs put on their gloves
The boxing zebras flare their stripes
The lone man ducks, avoids the swipe

It all unrolls, a crazy dream
Where nothing sane is as it seems
The world reverses on its spin
The whole thing is a crashing din

Insanity becomes the norm
A twisting fate seen as the worm
It all becomes so hideous
Yet we stand there, oblivious

The failure then consumes us all
We fail to see its simple call
The world at peace, it is our goal
At stake is our immortal soul

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