Musical chairs

No fun game

Lonely
now god screams for me to catch up
Many requests for a man´s life
He´s laughing at my attempts to approach destiny
Pulling the carpet from underneath my feet

Thankyou
falling on granite like this
loveless slaves pretend to live for death has no certainty
God inspires he knows we don´t get it
Rubbing salt that doesn´t seem to cure the wound

Learn this
Life´s the toddler after getting his hands on the long awaited lollypop
and having it ripped from his hand by a kindergarten monitor
Life´s the song you run and dance around the middle of
until you run out of chairs.