Plowed

Will I wake up

Is it a dream

I made up

No I guess it's reality

What will chance us or will we mess up our only chance to connect with a dream

Say a prayer for me

I'm buried by the sound

In a world of human wreckage

I'm lost and

I'm found and

I can't touch the ground

I'm plowed into the sound

To see wide open with a head that's broken

Hang a life on a tragedy

Plow me under the ground

That covers the message that is the seed