The Bellhop - Pomegranates

I like to drive fast in my car

But I know I won’t get too far

Before I see the setting sun

And stop my car and start to run

Towards the curved edge of the earth

That separates the sky from dirt

In a meadow under stars

I realize how small we really are

Since I am born of modern man

I find it hard to take a stand

For the laws of gravity

That demonstrate you’re just like me

Everyone I’ve ever met

Is so in love with wet cement

And hands and feet pressed into it

Of all the people they will never know

Our skin will rot and decompose

And we will become one of those

Where all the worms have made their homes

But all our names will be in stone.

«Oh no!»

Though I am afraid

I will be alone for a while

And yes I am afraid

That I will be alone for a while