we found you alive
welcome to our family
thank you for coming

between the blue and pink, i think
the brown and green will sink
and in this loneliness i hope
you choke
you choke
you choke on your ambition
like it wants to be
the world to see
the fading of our history
drives home
drives home
drives home and parks the car beneath
the tree
the sea
i hope

if ever i take shelter there's a
chance i might forget her
an illuminating light
its right
its right
its right to think that i'm afraid
its normal to be foolish
and see your mind as selfish
as what mine would like to wish
but then there's you
there's me
there's everything that we could be
the tree
the sea
i hope

we're not alone
you nor i
we have words
and that's an implicit contract

but be careful
what you say
we have words
and they'll hurt you, in fact

it'll never be
up to you
we have words
they've already been hacked

you're not alone
if you want
we have words
and they're pretty exact

and that's why i take them so seriously
you'll never even know what they mean to me.

the troubling thing about the existence of god
is that there's no direct proof
but there's definitely something that keeps us alive
or more precisely motivated

when i look back at the interesting life that i've trod
and feel damaged and aloof
i want to believe that i managed to survive
but it's so much more complicated


beauty in complexity
is all there needs to be
distracted by futility
i'll never get to see
trapped in the complicity
of me

it sits on my shoulder
the benevolent devil
and says please can you do what i ask

and when the storm comes in
when everyone takes to the covers
they have to be mindful of the task


just around the corner
the malevolent angel
insisted on taking it all for granted

and when the storm came in
that found them scrambling for answers
they probably should have been less than enchanted


if not justly annoyed
for the sake of the trees
beacuse at least the devil
said please

the burden of proof rests on the accuser
failure of which would determine the loser
i shudder to think i was ready to lose her
if ever it turned out to be true

but then again,

the burden of trust lies with the diplomat
who flits back and forth, what's with that?
as hard as i try to figure where you're at
if it really, solemnly was you

rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat.

it's best not to judge but don't be naive
you never know what they've got stashed up their sleeve.

i really wish i could give you a hug
another surprise to sweep under the rug
i really wish i could take it away
that look in your eye you brought with you to say

but then again i wish i didn't need to
armour wouldn't work if it were see-through
and when it seems we're just about to make it
my armour disappears and i'm all naked

i really wish i had more than these words
another excuse to hang out with the nerds
i really wish i could give you a hug
because then you'll know exactly how i feel.

safe as houses
old as dirt
a chick's best skill
is how to flirt

you're not alone
even though you pretended
open your mind
in case you forget it

but i'm alone
so don't you forget it
what did i find
it wasn't intended

you used to be the best in me
but i had no idea
you loved me, you sheltered me
so i hear

if there's one thing that i really hate
it's being told what to do

when i can love and frankly tolerate
the things life puts me through

but times are wrought with greed
i just don't see the need

and what i thought was easy
comes right back out to tease me


i'd rather wait and anticipate
choose darkness over blue

cry shame on those who try to take
from others what's not due

but there within my head
i've ventured all that's said

i wish that i had found
the silence that's abound


the knowledge of who's right or wrong
is a blemish from the past

it's my need to comfortably belong
to a space that wants to last

and just when i get home
the sight of polished chrome

bends me to my knees
gives in to the disease


it's there within my head
and gets ridiculed instead

a few hours ago i was vulnerable
like the slimy green gums of the pavement
yet some of it was tasty
(impatient means it's boring)
i shouldn't have been so hasty
(isn't worth ignoring)

a few hours ago i felt terrible
like i was part of the next government
i tried to create some sense
(i clearly wasn't winning)
but it came behind a sentence
(and everyone was grinning)

i know i should have given it my best
i'm pretty sure it passed the test
but drives it in too deep
flies in way too steep
if only i could keep
a secret
i wouldn't have to lie at all


the last few months have been that hazy
like i was a part of an indelible accident
that you probably didn't mind
(aim before you throw)
not sure what stays behind
(dig before you sow)

the last few years have been that crazy
i hoped it was going to be permanent
that little bit of rock n roll
(i tried to learn your language)
was definitely worth my soul
(and used it like a bandage)

i reckon that it might make a mark
it only begins with a spark
but then while you're asleep
the dreams you could reap
if only i could keep
a secret
the perforated sky might fall


the next few days i must accept
whatever fits into your judgement
pretend that i want more
(am i serious now)
or go back to before
(as if i knew how)

it isn't what i meant to say
it's that i went and said it anyway.

what you have to say
no, what you have to say
let's see what happens

what you want
no, what you want
i told you

what you need
no, what you need
you need money

what you learn
no, what you learn
you know

because i told you
you need money
but i can't know what you want
because you won't tell me
so i can't help you
you need love
but you don't want what i know
i could help you
but you don't want that
so let's see what happens

we don't enjoy what we do
and don't do what we enjoy
that **** only matters
when it's free

we don't need what we want
and don't want what we need
that **** always happens
to me

when sorry isn't enough
then something else is wrong
you're right, i should have known it all along

don't say a word
until you've thought it through
you're right, everything is always about you

try not to laugh
even though it's hardly funny
you're right, it's not about the money honey

when you've had your say
and nothing else is wrong
we might, we ought to just try and get along

until then please watch your tone
neither of us wants to be alone

it's not lonely
it's death
because nobody knows

it's not only
my breath
because i need it

it's not next week, or last month or whatever you said
omega to aleph
sleep til next week
i don't mind
i don't care
i do what i want
and say what i should

one last crony
is left
and now we know
now we know

soon it will be over
then another one can start
a measure of aggression
an excuse to be apart

if it isn't in the air
if i offered you a voice
you'll never find me there
you made your ******* choice

c'est la vie.

the love that we share
is something that i never
have to dream about

it's not alive
it isn't scared
it wasn't what
you thought it was

it isn't right
it can't be wrong
it keeps you up
it makes you strong

it makes you rich
it makes you cry
it mends the stitch
it plays along

it grinds it's teeth
it doesn't care
it hides beneath
it tends to glare

it stays in tune
it keeps in time
it guards the moon
it's in its prime

it knows no end
it has no start
it's arms subtend
your shallow heart

it disappears
it bears the scars
it isn't what
you thought it was

it doesn't need to make a sound
it's everything and nothing
the groupies might still hang around
if it affords you something

in everything it sees no end
it smothers like a virus
it makes it easy to pretend
that no-one's going to find us

in nothing it's a sea of space
it's never been before
it makes no effort to replace
the pain that you once saw

and inbetween
the clouds beneath
it takes it's charge
and grits it's teeth
it knows no time
it lies awake
and stares


it doesn't want to hang around
it's more than you'd imagine
it doesn't want to make a sound
just gives things room to happen

if nothing else it's like a sail
that moves against the water
it doesn't have the means to fail
but cowers in the corner

yet everything's a state of mind
it could change like the weather
it never meant to be unkind
it never will forget her

and in amongst
the stars above
it holds it's light
like lawyers might
and makes it's mark
because in the dark
there's silence

let's say you make a decision
justify it any way you need to
stick to your guns
put up with the shame
make it your own
and take the blame

let's say that happened
i'll spell it out if i need to
nobody won
everything's the same
nowhere to run
and no claim to fame

and then everyone else had another idea
because that's what you told them
all this time, this immeasurable fear
that thing that you sold them

can't hardly speak, if only
i've never, ever felt this lonely

today i learned
what shame is
or what it isn't

to get caught
and do it again
is to have no shame

take it for granted
and do it again
is to have no shame

take what you want
and do it again
is to have no shame

admit that it's wrong
and do it again
is to have no shame

feel bad about it
and do it again
is to have no shame

i didn't break it
and do it again
is to have no shame

you'll never know
and do it again
is to have no shame

i'm in love
such a shame
again and again and again

it's what it is
just that
you're sorry
okay

je suis pardonner
não foi minha culpa
lumela seo u se batlang
namaste

are you okay?

yeah, i suppose
i'm in a bit of a state of wth
a state of honest introspection
i'm trying to gather together all of the ends
i need to mend

but actually
i'm in a bit of a state of ***
where did i lose that perfection
i'm trying to convince all of my friends
to what end, i wonder

i wonder where i would've been had i just let it go
i wonder how my secrets are starting to show now
i wonder how so many of you know

i wonder what would've happened had i just stepped up
i wonder what it's like to get out of the snow now
i wonder if i should probably give up

and into that dream
like a breeze, it breathes
immaculate

all work and no pay
makes jack a poor boy

all jack and no play
and jill is full of laughter

all jill and no say
makes jack a play boy

all work and no play
and jill came tumbling after

feet first
dive in
don't look
be safe
take care
get some
find us
in there

time is a strange gift
we give to one another
but can't keep ourselves

i can't bend your hand
i can't change your mind
what i can do is accept

wherever i land
whatever i find
what i'll do is pay the debt

what debt, you ask?

try to understand
i was always kind
i always gave you respect

draw it in the sand
but spare us the blind
what else did you expect

accept nothing, except
what gives cause to the effect

i keep it all inside
so everyone can see
the way that i react
the things that i say
the choices i make

i keep it all inside
so anyone can see
the way i interact
the mantras i pray
the risk that i take

any way you spin it
no-one wants to be alone
it only takes a minute
and you're on you're own

i keep it to myself
as much as it hurts
the way i reacted
the things that i said
the choices i made

i know, it's not exactly what you'd expect from me
but i don't know what else i'm supposed to be

i don't feel a thing
so i shouldn't feel afraid
it's not natural

i wish that i was nine years younger
back then i could have stopped that train
my soul is made of grief and hunger

since then i've gone and made a blunder
and it happens again and again
i wish that i was nine years younger

my son fills me with so much wonder
a reflection from a window pane
my soul is made of grief and hunger

outside i hear a roaring thunder
frustration that i can't explain
i wish that i was nine years younger

i'm trying hard to not go under
i'm in no position to complain
my soul is made of grief and hunger

the square root of a complex number
the direction of a weather vane
i wish that i was nine years younger
my soul is made of grief and hunger

ten pm, there's time
time for a movie
maybe
but i don't know what to watch
i don't know if i've seen that before
don't know if i should

ten pm, ******
**** this scrutiny
definitely
but i don't know what you want
i don't know if you've seen this before
don't know if you should

ten pm, i wait
await my sadomasochistic fate

you tell the truth when you sleep
the people you mind
the secrets you keep

you tell the truth when you're alone
and that's probably why
you can't hear it

we make use of what we own
the things that we keep
the bits that we find

and always give back what we loan
when we don't need it
give it a try

today
i heard the voices
in my head
proper
what's wrong with you
whassup
what's going on
i don't know
why are you stumbling like that
i dunno
i want
all of this to go away
i want everything to end
but hang on dave
it'll be okay
hang in there, it'll all make sense
let it go, by all means
keep it to yourself
feel as much as you can, whatever
of course it hurts
let it bleed
you're just not ready yet

when you don't like the channel
change it

when you hear that song that ****** you off
change it

when an opinion gets too far up your nose
don't read it

when it ruffles you up so much it shows
you've conceded

change the channel, not the challenger
challenge not the channeler
change the way you feel about it
choose not to have an opinion about it

there are some ideas that appeal to most
but most ideas appeal to none
the ideas you'd rather choose to host
shouldn't offend anyone

unless you choose to be a troll
well in that case let it rock and roll

always a choice

he is good
he is kind
but he doesn't exist

he's not there
pay no mind
try not to persist

he is more
than you are
and that's okay

he's not here
and not far
tomorrow, another day

god is everywhere
it is the canvas
and i am the ink
that toils
and it boils
and i think

the truth is everywhere
it is a highway
and i am the tar
that binds
and it finds
the black star

i think i've found a way
to make it all okay
to make a bit of sense
in a sycophantic way
theology, philosophy, it's the same
eternal life, paternal strife, the same
chemistry, epistemology, the same
it's all the same

it's what we leave behind
in our work and our deeds and our thoughts
yes, even heaven has a shelf life

the one who gave it away
or the one who had spoken
i wish i could say
to the dream that was broken
i hope that one day
your own comfort will open
might not be today
but hang on to that token

and into the breeze
i'll try and confess
try hard not to sneeze
at the sight of this mess
i'm down on my knees
but i'll settle for less
because here in the freeze
i'm unable to guess

and now that we're so far apart
i don't even know where to start

this'll be the last one, i hope

i told you the two things that i need
but you can't do that
and it's okay, i'll deal with it

what i really want though
is not about that
but for us to be honest about it

i really don't mind
if you can't tell me
i only want us to end it amicably

where we go to from here
what i want for me
is for us both to fess up, leave it behind, and be free

because i will always love you
but i can never be with you
i'll probably think about you
and i hope you'll be safe

dark, alone, and wondering
what'll happen to the light
when the sun comes out

so soon, so far
where are we going?
so good, so far
always leave me hanging

so sure, so soon
why are we leaving?
so far, so soon
always end up laughing

so you just laugh away
catch up with you another day.

keep doing what you're good at
it's easy to do
the rest of it is practise

if there's anything left
to salvage, i
wouldn't even know what's right

but if you still insist
i try, i'd even
find a reason to resist

it's not that you're black
or that i'm white
somehow i'm left at the back

whatever
i'm done

it's that I trusted you
and i feel let down
it's okay
really, it's okay

i feel you too

it isn't really what we feel
it's what we're willing to share
and just because it isn't real
doesn't mean we're never there

communication has its fault
you'll get it when you're ready
so take it with a pinch of salt
i'll keep it slow and steady

i know that time will make it heal
i don't like to compare
but just because it isn't real
doesn't mean i'm never there

i once thought
that the next world war wouldn't be fought over territory
but resources
energy
water
but i was wrong

it turns out
that the next world war will be fought over ancestry
and excuses
family
slaughter
and all along

the finity of the planet has more value
than the portion of it that it affords you
what actually belongs to anybody?
the enemy has always been ourselves

*

i think
that the next world war will be fought over poverty
and privilege
sympathy
majure
and so it is

it just so happens that i have a white skin, kind of beige actually
but i hope to move to mars eventually
and if what i represent ****** you off
then i hope you win

there's something i need to do
and i don't know how to do it
and that's why i'm asking so many questions

so strange, art

it isn't animosity
or self-righteous hypocrisy
or violent democracy
or calculated diplomacy
no

this is figuring out what's right
and what's fair
and the rest of it can go to hell
there's no reason to yell
there's no story to tell
there's nothing to sell
your dignity fell
right out of it's shell
with the laundry as well
you know i can tell
the sound of the bell
reminds me
finds me
peace

the light that i seek
is not rare
it's just there
and that's precisely why i am drawn to it

the light that i seek
isn't yours
has no cause
and that's precisely what you've exploited

you see, for me, it seems
you've run out of enemies
when in fact you've run out of friends
used up all your hypocracies
tried too hard to make those amends
when nothing needs to be fixed
no more tricks
hate only exists because there's not enough love
nothing is real except death from above

but the light that i seek
isn't here
because you switched it off
when you thought i wouldn't come home

and the more that i stare
at the fear
the darker it is

woah
let it go, i ogtitel,
haow.
hahahaha
ahahahah
bliksem se donder se fok

the sharp breeze
occurs to me
like memories

the light beams
reflect off of me
like teflon

and suddenly
the part of me
the things i say

the last scene
the end of me
come get some

the same strange, stupid stuff
you know you've done enough
when it stabs you in the back
the baggage
the damage
the call

and here, between the complicated mess of my existence
and the space between our faces that has measured some resistance
i find myself compassionate, like that, within a instance
i'm drawn to her precisely because of her insistence

love is not a thing that makes us worry about the past
it shouldn't be as hurried as though it wouldn't be as fast
but somewhere in there, something comes alive, and then at last
i fell in love her so brilliantly, like the click behind the blast

of opportunity, you see
it means the same to me
it's not what we've reflected
but the fact that we're connected

the you and me, the need
to feel the same way that i do
through the reason that we bleed
to the consequence it leads to

and so...

there's nothing that i'd rather do than spend another day with her
and nothing that i want to do than create another metaphor
and all i want to manifest is nothing but the best for her
and make everything better

for you, and me
and all it's meant to be
for now
forever
for us

it's always existed but hasn't yet been
and it promises things that you haven't yet seen
it could be the hope you always look forward to
more often than not it's the rope that you're clinging to
it has no command, no intent, no remorse
it certainly isn't the song that you're singing to
it's just a reminder, it must be, of course
because yesterday's moments get mirrored today
in the hope that it turns out a different way
if i could give more than i already have
tomorrow'd be brighter than it was yesterday
but today is the day i can make that decision
to make a stand against all opposition
do what i do best without compromise
and fix whatever has caused this division
it's always existed but hasn't yet seen
what we're capable of when we say what we mean

getting through it is all you have to do
all this pointless **** life puts you through
believe me, i know it can get pretty rough
i know what it's like to have had enough

but somewhere you'll be missed
and somewhere you'll be dissed
somewhere you'll get blamed
it doesn't matter anyway
you shouldn't feel ashamed
i can't take that away
but i can try