The player on a streak
Has to learn
To respect the streak

The Jedi in training
Has to learn
To protect the weak

For the last 35 years
I've been in lonesome love
With lovely Susan Meek

Some say we run on Empty
Some say we find
Just what we seek

But farewell
All profundity

I gotta take a leak!

the: "'System"' is

suffering a nervous

breakdown.

widen your pinholes,

and clean your loops.

one out of One voice is

crying in the wilderness.

Talk like you can’t feel,
think like that’s all you can do.

The control isn’t real, yet you wait for a hand to prove it to you.

And you hear silence at its loudest, but you’re sitting there listening.

What the bars are made of barely matters, unless you’re a part of its thickening.

Afraid to breathe?
Yet you find comfort in the dark

You tell yourself it’s better that way,

So stay a hostage, but remember you’ll forget how freedom talks.

the day we are born
we put love in a box
a shiny bright perfect box
one that is untouched
by pain and deception

as time goes on
the box becomes
thrown on the ground
set on fire
dropped deep into
the depths of despair
locked away for years
hidden in the dark

for no one to find or touch
this box goes through hell
burnt, cracks all across the sides
it has been kicked, it has been smashed

but eventually we
find that one soul
the key to open
what the others try to find
it opens after a few tries
of turning the key
left then right
then left one more time

we put love in a box
to be found
to be earned
to be given
to be loved
we put love in a box