Inglorious days

he lives a broken life
screwed in his own way
phones are ringing
leaves are falling
diaphragm shaking
waiting for an end
and he regrets nothing

she sat there alone
between those two roads
with chained legs
ashes floating in the air
no, she can't help you
absolutely no
and she regrets nothing

you're just an electrode
in a cup of soda
there's nothing you can do
to save yourself
to help yourself
to free yourself
and you should regret nothing

the birds flew high in the sky
they're the first
to feel the rain
diffused into the vein