One Song For Dystopia

Some place hidden underneath
 A pile of empty open cans,
 We find solace in the stars
 Obscured by a darkened sky.
 No ties to bind the animal.
 No fence to mark a line of peace.
 We live in dystopia-
 No laws but rules do dictate.
 We stepped on the Razor's Edge.
 We fought with a broken firing gun.
 Never gave another a chance.
 Pulled the trigger, shot and ran.
 Never fight a loser's war.
 There's a vulture hiding the big Sun.
 Hovers for someone to fall.
 Pulled the trigger, shot and ran.
 Some place hidden underneath
 Pages, memories to turn.
 Once real, now a ghost of dreams
 A world so hypothetical.
 No roads to sanitarium.
 No place I would call my own.
 Asphalt stuck on my both soles
 Like rules we never get rid of.
 We are frozen in a slice
 Between glassy walls of time.
 Lead that punches through the heart.
 Makes way to break the broken glass.