broken engine : poetry

20061107

: corporate :

burn down the dream
how did this become everything
a different day, a different name
a different you, but you're still the same

empty your head
fill it up with routine instead
and though you're tired of the game
you count the score and do it again

everything ends
everyone bends
and we all find
we have to (when will you)
wake up

you bide your time and say the lines
and pray that you will get a sign
that all the things you want from life
are yours and you won't have to
wake up