Rulings

Develop me like a gum drop
Manufacture me in a mechine
Feed me oil and gasoline
An engine that won't crease
Like when you learn to drive
I wish I could feel alive
I wish I could come to life
More than memories for past and future
If curiousity counted as culture
A feather against a drum
I could give you some
Things to think about
Pensities to ponder about
There never was a doubt
That I'd figure this thing out
But I have to have doubt
And live in some denial
Or else I'd sit up there on a throne
And rule this world all alone
But only for a while