Darkness Interlude

Watching old memories pass
Wondering, "am I sane?"
I look around, and I see how the darkness surrounds our society
Darkness, everybody!
They keep falling down into the same pattern
They have ideas, and then they grow old
When they grow old they think:
"Well, now is the time to do something constructive"
They then get on the merry-go-round called the circle of life
If only they would have held onto their ideas, change could begin
I look around, and I see how the darkness surrounds our society
They seek the light with false pretenses, so false they might as well be vegetables