I'm a stranger
in my own land
My place has become strange

counting too much
Sacred heart(s)
St Mary's 

Cathedral of spending
Shuffling plastics

"Its a lot of testorone all over the place,...

20 million combat troops."
And he continues on:

"Where a leader could rest in an area like disneyland."
So, said the man with cadence.
Over and over
and I listen

There is a longing for the past as we return to our yesterdays.
The people, faces once in life, absent.
The place is, Just as it always was. Though

I've sat in this very spot without emotion; as flat as can be.
Stirred only to think of what i could do
If i could walk away.