A Pathetic Psalm

Destroy the Runner
Another second wasted or is it another year? We've tried hard not to face it. Erase the thought so clear. We've tried to cover our eyes and ears, but we can see with our hearts, and it's the greatest view from here. Give them your eyes. They are no longer invisible. Comfortable, we are so blind. Now a vision lives on inside this wasted time, and a dream is growing. The time that is gone we've tasted, but we crave a different song. Give them your eyes. They are no longer invisible. We all know, and do nothing about it. If it was all turned around. What do you see now? All of their many tears could have drown appathy that's found in you. Give them your eyes. They are no longer invisible. We all know, and do nothing about it. We do nothing about it.