Dinosaurs

This all has to end,

and I oughtta know

But who could predict

the force of the throw?

It helps to pretend

to not care at all

the truth is that

I could not want it more

Soon they will come

and pass us by

A shift in tone,

and rise in tide

To learn to swim,

or learn to die

Are choices

I have been left with

The bigger the break

the harder the fall

The hits in this case

are too close to call

The stress and the strain

are starting to show

This all has to end,

and I oughtta know

Soon they will come

and pass us by

A shift in tone,

and rise in tide

To learn to swim,

or learn to die,

To cast a stone,

or cast aside

Soon they will come

and pass us by

A shift in tone,

and rise in tide

To learn to swim,

or learn to die

Are choices

I have been left with

It's natural selection

it's natural selection

it's natural selection

so I suggest that

we just stop