Empty Farts
The story
A melancholic song about love and the irony of human domination, the chase for more and more, the desperate moves made in the hope of a better life. A love that is not really love, dividing and separating everything from everything.
An irony of human superiority over the natural force that this human will forever be only a small, yet integral, part of, like everything else.
The song
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Empty Farts
Love is a power for desire
We all know that old tire
To roll higher and higher
But inside our mind we frier
Selfish desire, to divide one from the whole
and prison it in a shelter below
Were we always so low?
Couldn’t we just let it all go
to flow and flow above this great fall?
Human above all
Animal without a soul
Head with a hole
Margin with no flow
Fake as a cake
When it threw the ball
With no mistake
Like preparing a stake
It's all farts
In the empty parts
But it stink
Just for us to think
That what we do
It's now up to you
And if you ask
What was the task?
Reality it's time to heal
Nature we must feel
