Every Third Thought

How can you make it through the day
When every third thoughts replayed
Oh why ideas won’t end

Zero return who knew
Delusion helps pull it through
Your soul seems doomed my friend

Constant projection of the hour of the fall
The powers non-existent
The heartache transcends all

Do whatever you can
To regain your sequestered plan
Of love and harmony

If its good that’s good enough
As anything will do
The essence of the quest is what
Mattеrs most to you