No Where to Go

Written by: James Fraser

Radio interpretations, confusion abounds Up here where we are with no where to go In this ebony abyss in empty surround All we can do is await this coming day If all is what we hear, nature shall have her say Reports we receive of messages she sends So many can't accept, being driven round the bend The eve draws closer as amongst us we await Not knowing what's ahead as the reports offer gate Clocks ticking, tocking, endless thoughts become distraught From knuckles on the ground, how the meek would walk Oxygen levels interrupt amidst confusion release To Columbia's portals we now witness Clouds so different heading in cataclysmic increase <*>