The Teacup Survives the Storm

Surviving Storms: Unveiling Life's Dark Hues with Freddy Fudd Pucker
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Lyrics

A spinal staircase unworthy of

A staircase in the spine that lacks value

The septic sunset that fills its skull

The polluted, unhealthy sunset filling the mind

With shadows growing long

Shadows lengthen, symbolizing challenges

Obscuring the way home

Difficulties obscuring the path home

As the poorest among us

The less fortunate using a compass

Pull on a compass

Everyone's misguided truth collapses

And our fool's truth folds in on itself

Sigh of relief confronted with harsh reality

As our sigh of relief

Audible exhale breaks like waves on the beach

Breaks upon the beach

Babies cry without reason

As our bath water babies cry for nothing

Emphasizing futility and despair


A viral voice at the centre of

An influential voice in decision-making

Every choice, a velvet glove

A persuasive but deceptive influence

Finds fine, young shiny cells

Youthful cells bidding farewell

Bidding foul-mouthed friends farewell

Parting ways with crude acquaintances

While love as a finite resource

Love portrayed as a limited resource

Rides a dying dark horse

Struggling against inevitable decline

Pulls a knife from its side

Love resorting to violence

And kills

Destructive consequences

Our collective sigh of relief

Collective relief shattered

As it breaks upon the beach

Breaking like waves on the beach

While the bandaids on our cancers cure nothing....

Ineffective solutions to deep-rooted issues


Fingers in the soil

Fingers in the soil, connecting with nature

Crawl upon me

The earth's essence affecting the person

A sweetness from the vine

Sweetness turning sour within memories

Now rots within the teeth of

Ghosts of past joys haunted by decay

The ghosts of gardens gone

Gardens revived momentarily

That live again one last time

Last reminiscence of a silent spring

A silent spring of mine

After enduring a harsh, unproductive winter

After the loudest winter wasted on...

A teacup metaphorically endures chaos

A teacup survives the storm

Contained within itself

Inside itself

Despite challenges, finding safety within

All the while

In a harbor resembling hell

Safe in a harbour that looks a lot like hell

(Refrain)

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