Day and night his field he plows.
Timely his good seeds he sows
In career and business and family.
He sweats and drains his muscles
Away. In a hurry he always hustles
Here and there to procure prosperity;

Yet, no profit upon his dear investment
In time and energy. No achievement
Great to show. He thus wonders aloud
To self: "What in life be wrong with me?
For my world lacks rhyme and rhythm
Of success." Soon his heart says, ''Proud

Man, plain is the answer. Be not confused.
Seeing Divine Guidance you have refused,
God also has let you alone. By power
Is not breakthrough! Yield to the Lord
Thy soul first; the wisdom in his Word
Heed - the direction to a life proper.''

For breath and bread,
it's no drudgery
thanks to give.

Everywhere I go I hang my home on the wall
You can’t really see it but I know it’s there
It could be framed by red, blue or maybe white
But what I know to be necessary is not about how you care

A smokey virus of tangible helplessness
Follows a long period of being in the know
It may take a week or possibly an additional day
Then I will know what direction to blow

The ditch continues in the alley behind the latest
So many have flooded it with aspiration
I don’t recognize the latest color
But I know the sound from a long ago consideration

You can’t imagine what it is that a day will bring
Unless you you’ve lived long enough to turn to experience
In the fear of repeating what was abandoned long ago
You think maybe it’s a search that ended with your last romance

Even though I always thought it would be the perfect scenario
An adult situation is really just tick tock watch the clock
I could try it out just to see what happens while I pleasure someone
But pride can’t live like that so that’s not a door where I’ll knock

Sometimes I walk backwards into the bathroom because it makes me smile
Or maybe argue with someone over who was at the window first
You can’t really know what makes a man happy any more than a woman
What seems simple is in fact a front for a death row march into a used curse

If I make you wait long enough for you to marry another man would you do it?
Would you wait that long and tell him you love him but in fact see my face?
You may have to do it because one day I may not even recognize who you are
When the final word of approval evaporates then the flowers will die in the vase

You can either open it
Or break it
Either way
I’m  going through the window

You can keep the door locked
Or take it off the hinges
I really don’t care for it anymore
Any more than I care for convention
Or moderation
Or compromise
Or normality
Or civilized behavior

I wish to be known as a wild person
The one with a dent in his car that he won’t fix
The one who’d rather live in one room than in a mansion
The one who could remain silent the entire weekend
A recluse
Unaffected by trends
The man who decides to cross the freeway
On foot

I’m just tired
Tired of small talk
Tired of being the jester
Tired of pretending I give a **** just so I can get laid
Tired of your expectations of me
Tired of worrying if you are bored
Tired of trying to be interesting in a loud room
Tired of watching people set fire to things that require the ability to think
Tired of everyone’s desires

You can have mine
I left them in the room
It’s under the broken glass
I decided not to raise the window
That would be the normal way to do things
Except this isn’t normal
Remember
I’m leaving through the window
So breaking it seemed more appropriate
What’s the point of raising it?
That would seem to be the thing to do
Right?

But that’s the point
I don’t want to do what you expect
Even when I’m doing what you don’t expect
The surprise is within the surprise
As you are pondering what I’m doing
It compounds upon itself
To the point where you say
That’s pretty wild

Yeah
It is

When all seems lost
And you can’t be forgiven
When your feelings are hurt
And you don’t feel like livin’

Let me be your life support
Let me be your life support

When you’re lost at sea
And you can’t see the horizon
When your boat is sinking
And the water keeps risin’

Let me be your life line
Let me be your life line

Honey let me be your life support
Let me be your life line
I know I’m not a doctor
But I’ll be there in time
Whenever you need me
You know where I am
Honey let me be your life support
Honey let me be your man

Sometimes we can’t help ourselves
Sometimes there’s nothing we can do
We all go through hell sometimes
We just need someone to get us through

Honey let me be your life support
Let me be your life line
I know I’m not a doctor
But I’ll be there in time
Whenever you need me
You know where I am
Honey let me be your life support
Honey let me be your man