The Ignorant the Cretin and the Drone

As sadness comes, there’s no one else around
A bleak, dim smile, a birthmark, and a frown
Darkness spews through the window, an empty home
The ignorant, the cretin, and the drone
Side by side, unable to hide, a class divide
A bird’s eye view, they’re looking at you, you take it in our stride
You take it in your stride: You’re not that old
You take it in your stride: A heart of gold
You take it in your stride: But where to go from here… now?
The melody comes, there’s no one left to hear
A fine tooth comb, paranoia then the fear
Melancholic minstrels make their move
The beauty then the back drop is removed
Close your eyes, imagine the time, then multiply
Bend the truth, they’ve spoken to you, take it in your stride
You take it in your stride: You’re not that old
You take it in your stride: A heart of gold
You take it in your stride: A sound proof soul
You take it in your stride: You broke the mold
You take it in your stride: And that’s good to know
You take it in your stride: But where to go from here… now?