The magic, abruptly it shatters
from behind a voice loudly chastises
come back, don't delay
you're too far away
your freedom is nearly in tatters
Our passion is quenched like a dam
this dystopian world is a sham
with complete supervision
our lives are a prison
in their shiny utopian glam
You pull me up close with a pout
stroking my finger in doubt
as your hand wraps around
a wordless thought sounds
between us as loud as a shout
Sometimes the only endeavour
that people take note of together
is silent in words
a protest in verbs
a blaring and visible venture
from behind a voice loudly chastises
come back, don't delay
you're too far away
your freedom is nearly in tatters
Our passion is quenched like a dam
this dystopian world is a sham
with complete supervision
our lives are a prison
in their shiny utopian glam
You pull me up close with a pout
stroking my finger in doubt
as your hand wraps around
a wordless thought sounds
between us as loud as a shout
Sometimes the only endeavour
that people take note of together
is silent in words
a protest in verbs
a blaring and visible venture