Johnny Two

Since you've been at home, we don't know what to do, each night pray alone, sleep this time of day, hear you snore the blues, nothing more to say, you break the maddened stone, ask what’s up with you, who cares who atones, the walls are turning grey, sin is not your tune, you've eaten all your cake, say you have to go, to always play the fool, carry your bag of tomes, confined within this space, earn your piece of truth, lilac as a snowflake, sing and praise our bones, see the creep of moon, new horizons better than loans, take them as your due.