Many words are used to say nothing
Dead words with no life in them
They sound like a story without soul
They feel like a walk in a labyrinth
Talking about what they saw, heard and read
Heads made of wood and stones
Empty people in an world with no free will
Puppets on a string dancing in the air
Zombies living in a land of fairy tales
Living like a turkey on Thanksgiving day
Most are dead before they die
A world made for a party ending in a funeral
All the mess we leave behind for all after us
Puppets on a string dancing in the air