October 20th, 2007
Why do cows get the benefit of the doubt?
When will it be my time to run?
This church is empty, except for me
The liturgy has not begun
Why is my mind the only thing to wander?
Why aren't my feet doing the same?
Why is it I am stationary
When I'm not the one who is lame?
The sun is so fucking bright through the window
They say my future is similar
It's said one one loses this race
That everyone comes out a winner
But how can I win if I cannot stand?
It's something I don't understand
It's something I can't stand
Why do cows get the benefit of the doubt?
When will it be my time to fly?
My legs are stiff, but my arms are not
The least I can do is to try
