the sounds of birds fill my ears
the sounds of chainsaws fill my fears
the anger, the danger, the madness
it all boils down to one moment
the choice is to explode or implode
to be erased, tazed or phased
into something you're not
into something you will never be
when your moment comes
what will you do
for a chance at glory
or your place in the gutter
so listen for the sounds
listen to the sounds
that carry signals from the past
to the future and your present
Are you present?
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