The Deep Watery Stare

Sitting on the edge, of the grand parade
So many marching, through the day
Hearing shouts, hip hooray
Nobody really cares
The scene is played, behind the crowds
A tragic fate when all too loud
Know the escape, you’re not a cow
Your home is not a lair
Seeking the quiet escape
You don’t care, for your fate
One more kick, before too late
The deep watery stare
How many times, you’ve come around
Start to feel, like the same old town
Running faster, on the ground
The birds, you long for
That fly away, almost anywhere
No border stop, there is no fare
Only open, for those who dare
Reaching, for the core
Seeking the quiet escape
You don’t care, for your fate
One more kick, before too late
The deep watery stare
The end is near, the clash begins
Losing fear, lines to bend
You can hear, every word that’s said
How can you ever share
Throwing out in another bin
What’s the difference, between fin and sin
Let it sit, in the kiln
Tempered, beyond compare
Seeking the quiet escape
You don’t care, for your fate
One more kick, before too late
The deep watery stare