Om

In every way it began a normal day
Weren't long 'fore that illusion soon gave way

Awkward stage of an early age
Just ripe enough to spoil
Don't take long for kids to learn
The joys of the recoil
In terror, the scarier
Proves time and time again
In almost every murder
The gun's mightier that pen
Virtual blip lives in clip
In actuality
Slipped then tripped, loosed his grip
On reality
Just tossed it and lost it
And threw it aside
The boss hid and undid
The wrongs he had applied



Eric J. Nelson: drums, percussion, sk-1 sampler, guitars, organ, synths, vox