Unintended Long Term Effects

a paper crane, in a dirty drain, trying to dry

her wings.

The atom split between her lips in the final stage.

The chemicals dissolve and the family disappears.

She sees her life slip between the cracks in the

atomic age

Like a shot in the vein.

Can a pilot see the the distant arc of history?

A thousand suns all burst at once in a blinding rage.

We need a drug, we need something to takw the

dreams away

Because the dream of peace has gone to sleep in the

passing lane

Like a shot in the vein.

Theres a black dog hanging by a string

In the flutter of a thousand paper wings.

You put your faith in the chemicals

But you fear the crash and you over react

and you hear the bomb going off

Then you see the flash and it's all out of synch.

When you take bitter pills

No sugar coat can mask the taste.

A thousand paper cranes

Left out in the rain.