Ownsome - Stripmall Architecture

It’s like bee stings

Broken bike chains

Empty weekends

Such is my frustration

You’re dead in my mind

I loose the kite strings

Not naturally forgiving

Slow clock watchers

Know my longing

Inspiration

Nothing

Do you think it just happens?

Do you think you just fall out of the way?

Do you think they won’t notice?

Do you think it just happens?

It’s hardly worth my time

And who knows why I try

Is there a point I’m missing?

I have the illusion of success

Cubicle, coffee, paper mess

I have the illusion of success

Success