Peas and Porridge

I walked in the green fields of my childhood
Fair wither summer came fast and past
Lying in the sweet warm sun there yonder
Times like this can only grow fonder

Its pretty much the same now, here and there
I see the remnants of cataclysm that spawned life
The breeding ground of flesh and bone and death
Where God meets Satan and take him as his wife

The circle doth spin around and around
Like a car flipped over turned upside down
Its wheels still turn in excess motion
We are the spawn of a thing called evolution

I am tired of crying myself to sleep
Conundrums of proportions far too steep
Whats done is done and whats pass is past
Lies falsities illusions and deceit

Ah we pitiful mortal creatures right here
All the silly things we keep and hold dear
From our laughter and secrets and our fear
All...since the very moment I saw her