Scared to Blue ~ Philip Brent Harris

Before You

Eat what is put before you
Do not expect anything more
Time will come, that’s it
Won’t matter if you give a shit
That time past and gone
Dinner nothing but a marrow bone

Bone might be a friend, who knows
You say ew, but how it goes
Want to eat, it’s what you do
Friend or family may be the stew
We may not manage to escape
Try to hide in the landscape