A seed is placed, brown ceiling over
Future will come tower-sized
Water flows from everywhere
There is a clock tick ticking
A door half open half always
I am there or not half never
All in all it's useless to me
it's good for some but it's not enough
All in all I'm missing something
it gives me shame to find it tough
There's no rain, but there's water
Future is soon and truly wished for
Nothing grows, not yet, but soon
The clock's almost stopped tick ticking
Light comes from the door half of half always
I am half there or not half never
All in all it's useless to me
it's good for some but it's not enough
All in all I'm missing something
it gives me shame to find it tough
There is no sun, not ever, but water
Future does not come, light is always dead
Water drowns me from everywhere
Clock's tick ticking is over and dies
Half of opening is gone and dead
But by now I am always dead
All in all it's destroying me
I tried to try and got me stuck
All in all I can't see a thing
always I have the final gasp
The seed is dead
The future is dead
The sun is dead
The bomb is dead
The door is death (I go in)
and I am dead
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