The moon - so far away
By beamish
The moon seems so far
Is that what the moon people say about Mars
It's all a perception of a reality we've been taught
Some say her mistake was a sin
But to her that little baby might be all she will ever see as grace in
a cold world of hate
The needle in his arm seems a death he shouldn't have to live
But to him it allows a reach long enough to touch a brilliant place far
off this planet
We spend too much time judging other and sweeping ours out of sight
Sin is sin
Lust is life
Close your hate filled eyes and look inside
Find your own flaws before dropping the hammer on those you don't know
See how to free your beasts in a world of caged kittens
People are not metal and judging isn't free
The acid your lips drip rust hearts and turn life into a disease
You hurt me
I kill you
Our combined pain flows onto even more innocent lambs
Yes
we are all headed for the slaughter
But we don't stand as each other's masters
So
please stop the madness and pocket your knife
Live together before we all say goodbye to our hope and our lives