Improv

Decaying as I am Need not some promised land I know that I am failing Acceptance was their plan No silence in the sea Nothing tranquil awaits me Useless and used up Too much using to do I have chosen everything This is what makes it so bad No matter what the action Situation was created by me My life is different These gray streets will only get me down They will never fool me Integrate me as their clown Decaying as I am Need not some promised land I know that I am failing Acceptance was the plan No silence in the sea Nothing tranquil awaits me Useless and used up Too much using to do Decaying as I am Need not some promised land I know that I am failing Acceptance was the plan Stumbling through patches Flowered mortality My daze it is special You my goddess to be