Ants
The ants continue their odyssey on the walls around me
I'm living like I've never lived before on a trip to the places that don't astound me
Cookie crumbs pile up on a one way trail to my endgame
Follow it to the destination and you'll find me looking ahead at the dust on the mainframe
Laugh it up with some friends we got the whole thing figured out
Till someone drops the ball and we all take our fingers out
And point them at each other it's a game of second guessing
Who knew that the best rewards and reliefs would come from allegedly confessing
To things I didn't know were possible, it's crazy how these things go
Gone in an instantly vanishing cloud that makes me hold your heads low
To view the concrete, tell me how your concealed soul feels
Measure your heartbeat in the backseat, now tell me how your pigeonhole feels
Sitting at my desk I get a sense of the world's flow
You take a single solitary piece of it and feel the stones thrown
I leave my room for the first time in a while to go find something to do
And only find more ants scaling up my walls to infect and intrude
Autor(es): Carlos Arrazola
