Cubix Rubes

Paper Flies

Another song:

Paper flies round in the wind

And the monster’s just around the bend

Plastics are fused with the earth
And the monster’s just behind the mound

Our unrecycled waste
Will destroy us in great haste
As we ignore the signs our earth is sending us
And the fumes ascend outta the old grey bus
Poisoning our atmosphere
No one sees what matters here
Our world
Which used to thrive
Now has few things still alive

Once, the king of the jungle
A lion, once loud and proud
HA, not anymore
Loved by few
Hunted by more
It’s species has fallen
Into a typecast of gore

The massive whales that ruled the water
Now killed into hidden submission by
Now that we own the sky
The sea, the land, and space
You’d think that we’d by wiser
Seeing through our high tech, electronic vizor.

*instrumental stuff*

Smoggy skies
Groggy eyes
The humans are the monsters
In this prolonged fairy tale
That analyzes our story
As we travel down this dark trail

All the monsters want is
Money and fame
And the bee’s are disappearing because
Honey is lame?
But know that some monsters don’t wanna
Play this dangerous game anymore

*instrumental stuff*

Know that nature disapproves
The tools that humans use
They crack and break the earth
So they can increase their worth

Paper flies, through the skies
Running from the monster’s lies

Plastics are fused, with rock
Trying to escape the human’s lock

But it won’t get away
If we treat the earth this way
Almost everyday
Almost everyway
The monsters ravage this place
While we run out face
A race against time
A race to the line
No one sees the true direction
That were heading in
No one sees our true reflection
But no one looks again

Paper flies, through the skies
Running from the monster’s lies

Plastics are fused, with rock
Trying to escape the human’s lock

Paper flies, through the skies
Running from the monster’s lies

Plastics are fused, with rock
Trying to escape the human’s lock

Mother Nature wouldn’t want it like this
And it’s not like humans have just hit and missed

Our Earth is clogged with smog
That acts as a massive fog
It’s like the human’s don’t
Want to see the rays of the sun
Anymore, like they’ve given up and run
The factories churn out harmful gas
So much that we’ll soon have to wear a mask

Most of them are
Or simply
They care about themsleves
But we can’t move on without them
It’ll be team effort
Fixin our man-made problems
All of us will have to exert
A huge amount of work
But it can be done
We can save our doomed planet
And we really gotta plan it
To help us see the sun again
To help us have fun again.

Paper flies round in the wind
And the human helps it reach it’s end
Thanks for reading all the way down to the bottom of the post :3

Dictionary Taboo:
It’s a game played on a chessboard that isn’t chess, but starts with a C.


36 thoughts on “Paper Flies

      1. Oh wow, that’s cool! It has a very obvious meaning xD
        (it means Victorious…you wouldn’t have known…also, a Panic! at the Disco song)

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      2. Yeah, get how it can be annoying. Every time I go to the doctors or anything, the always call me Victoria, and it just annoys me because everyone else always calls me by my middle name.

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      3. Haha. I’m the opposite. I don’t like my middle name very much. The statement I have in mind is just call me Victoria, don’t dare call me Vicky, Vic-Vic, or Victorious or things like that.

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      4. My middle name is Grace, I’ve just been called that all my life, not really sure why. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have a problem with the name Victoria, just the awkwardness associated with it.

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