Lonely Road

"Lonely Road" The age of consent, it's about to get lower/ And only makes sense, to the descendants of Noah God gave me pen & paper, but it was my job to show ya/ Yet the more I put pen to paper, the more I became a loner It goes deeper than solar system, those who glow with wisdom/ Living in dozy Covid Britain, got me flowing poetry different They stare cause I am different, I laugh cause they're the same/ Weren't prepared for my vision, to the sane I must be strange I made a game from out the pain, you see the sun, I see the rain/ You see no fire, I see the flame, look in their eyes, I see the shame I see through the lies & who they blame, I guess this life is just a game/ I can see through the mind's of the lame, & our mind's are not the same I used to think that I was strange, like my brain had gone all wonky/ But then the UK got masked up, & queued up for Jab like a Zombie Within this off-key society, it's like these prophecies ah come true/ I won't side with these demons, now if only you knew. Copyright 2021 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)