Our viciousness may be our demise
As we’re malcontent and compromised
Seeing things with bloodshot eyes
Before our last goodbyes
What we perceive to be as strong
Has been weakening all along
When what we hear are cries, not song
Our passion fades away

Costume jewelry
Beads and pearls
A pretty gown
A twist
A twirl
A million ways
To right the world
Let’s start with number one
Let’s dissipate all fears
I’m open to ideas
On what to do to change the way things are
Whether near or far
Wishing on a star
Praying that it won’t leave a scar as proof
Proof that it was here
For many many years
They tell us what we want to hear
Just not the truth
The staging is all set
Moving forth without regret
While it’s prevalent
And I’m somewhat in my youth
When the damage has been done
And the stars replace the sun
That will allow us to regroup and recoup

Is it tomorrow yet?
Have I woken up too soon?
To see the yellow sunlight
That illuminates the room
I’m unaware of my surroundings
I’m in a spun cocoon
With the outcome to be beautiful
And avoid impending doom

I walked a hundred miles
I even ran for one or two
For the one and only reason
To get back home to you
I waited all four seasons
I timed it to be fair
Then I danced across the dance floor
Like a poor man’s Fred Astaire

They navigated by touch
They could feel their way around
Without the use of sight
Without the use of sound
They tunneled until the brink
Until the earth began to shake
They tunneled with a purpose
This was no mistake

His ears twitch, eyes roll
The wiggle of his nose
Fast asleep
Where dreams roam free
Completely uninhabited
Totally exposed
A warm bed
To sleep in late at night
Rejuvenating energy
Life force burning bright
So rest
Until daylight persists
Then wake up to something
You simply can’t resist

A man could lose his mind
Hanging out with Father Time
Knowing that his day would surely come
But until that very day
He’ll have much more to say
Even if it’s marching to the beat of a different drum