Have Heart

There's detoxification in the initiation,
You're cold and cold you'll stay.
What's to do with winter smiles?
Improve your composure by running away.

The glorification you can't fathom,
Stuck in the cement with buried treasure,
Tears in your eyes which is a surprise,
Your apathy is impossible to measure.

I don't believe in ghosts or children,
When do the dead finally become free?
When do the babies become intoxicated?
I don't believe any good can come from me.

The shore line has corrupted my mind.
Forever changing, but staying the same.
The sands honesty battles the waves away,
Through thousands of years it's remained.

You're so cynical, why don't you see?
No beauty could have come from coal,
You're a waste of paint, of company.
This art couldn't save your soul.