The Gargoyle Effect
The rains are abound
We fold our arms
fold our arms and wait around
Stoic by day, frozen in flight
looking down as the world goes down
open-mouthed and not making a sound
looking down as the world goes down
High up from the troubles
while the pot begins to bubble
Your face so filled with shock and awe
Shock and awe and you're immune to the gore.
looking down as the world goes down
open-mouthed and not making a sound
looking down as the world goes down
But you can't help
you're petrified
Muted, voiceless,
totally proselytized
looking down as the world goes down
open-mouthed and not making a sound
looking down as the world goes down
conditioned for inaction with an engrained frown.