Immortality

Vacate is the word…
vengeance has no place on me or her
cannot find the comfort in this world.
Artificial tear, vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers
vulnerable, wisdom can’t adhere…
A truant finds home
and a wish to hold on,
but there’s a trapdoor in the sun:
Immortality…

As privileged as a whore
victims in demand for public show,
swept out through the cracks beneath the door.
Holier than thou, how?
surrendered, executed anyhow,
scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor.
A truant finds home and a wish to hold on too,
he saw the trapdoor in the sun:
Immortality…

I cannot stop the thought
I’m running in the dark
coming up a which way sign, all good truants must decide
oh, stripped and sold, mom, auctioned forearm
and whiskers in the sink,
truants move on, cannot stay long,
some die just to live…

(Music & lyrics Pearl Jam)

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