The dawn is broken by the sound of chainsaw.

How nice is that but lucky enough hear fantail

Singing catching cicadas,oh how I cry

Over departed and wrongs done upon me

The pain of suffering is tough to bear in sound
Of silence disturbed by chainsaw.

Oh what a laugh,I think of others in this
Globe lost so much in non sensical wars.

My heart is shattered my father has parted
Oh I question my place am I supposed to be

Alone.

I was moulded and created in what was round
Me not like Adam in the bible.

So not one to follow but mellow in sounds of today
And distant yesterday in harmony with
My world and fellow man.

So I exist and hope to persist and
Change from within adapt to this new world
Of

Like bombed with religion and perverted
People my trust is near extinguished
My capacity to endure.

Time has taken me here but for why
And where will I find inner place alone without you here.

I thank music,symphony of silence helping me
Keep on track damn chain saw on Sunday what the fleck.