Horseshoe Drama

When of so little time
Don't weep away
You are just facing time
In your own way

And puny intellects
And the meddled up ways
Who decide on connection
And who they shall save

Caught in the landslide
Strung on a chain of no meaning
Looking to always
For guard your ways
But with no meaning

And you don't have the right
And you're not fit to see
And there's only one thing
At the end of your lead

As cold letters live lightly
And in constant need
And who will go hungry
And those you shall feed

When of so little time
Don't weep away

And you don't have the right
And you're not fit to see
And there's only one thing
At the end of your lead

And it's us
And it's us
It's us