everything is logistics
the mundane to the mystic
plans be ******
you cant wish yourself
all the way
set the target
already missed it
stamp your feet and try to insist
you werent educated in an inner city
in a state of decay

i was just getting started
found my way
after years in the wilderness
many moons wasted
going in circles
suicidal
facing growing indifference
but subsistence was still existence
now with my path laid
a destination at last
on my way to an early grave
i wish i could say
that i got what i wanted

aim to die old
with the cold
in your bones
so the ground
when it calls
feels like home
or live your life
like the fire
burning brighter
than your funeral pyre
hotter than the heart
of the sun

they are us
and we are all
and what makes us the same
are our differences
until we can see that
we are parts of a whole
we will never be healed
of this sickness

drunk all the time
balancing out
banging lines
too tired to be trying
to be patient
in work as in life
all alone
or with the wife
on a path
to a situation vacant

hindsight
isnt what it used to be
blindsided by divided times
lessons lost
past still passing
generations gone for nothing
wars were fought
who won forgotten
whys and wherefores
paths retrodden
shock where wisdom
should be common
seen it all before
often

waited a lifetime
to see it again
wasted a lifetime
since then
is it a coincidence?
all seasons end
my existence
began and ended red

every once in a while
the world requires a wildfire
from fallow to fertile
takes a force of will
if all you aspire to
is to acquire whats denied to you
righteously do what you have to do
light the fuse
be the spill

even the most contrary die
though with a smile on their face
and a fire in their eyes
that burns on

churchill was a mouthpiece
poor soldiers won the war
surrender is the dunkirk spirit
not propagandas fawning stories
cult of personality
nothing less nothing more
but britain is the land of dreams
to the tory bigots snoring
redundant and rhetorical
just talking lots whilst saying nothing
repeating lies ad infinitum
droning on and on and on
drowning out dissenting voices
all sense is lost
forestalled momentum
the country is going nowhere fast
conservatism at the helm

waiting ******* shaking in the gents
breakfast coming back up
with all the courage that ive drank
setting up the kit on rubber legs
no words of encouragement
can make this fright any less
sit upon the throne
the whole world changes
now i am the drums
about to make the place my slave
cant hide
all eyes looking my way
loudest ******* in the building
beating his chest and making waves

**** the police
theyre not on your side
make them obsolete
make your peace your pride
know your enemy
know that the thin blue line
will never leave you be
with itself to justify

cant sleep for fear of waking
unbearable pain
a daily undertaking
escape a dream of death awaiting
no more days spent fading
constantly contemplating
what comes next
how to take the step
from now to nothingness
a leap of faith for the faithless
falling further faster
the closer it gets
the harder it is to hit the eject
no head for the exit

I need to leave
my rage
at my feet
in the dirt
beneath me
release
to make peace
with my being ceasing
defer to deaths wish
instead of trying to beat it
submission the difference
between clawing and easing
my way into my grave

it was a false dawn
on a dark day
the last time i saw you
what i thought were stars
falling like rain
were tears with wishes
washing through them
as you walked away
nothing i could say
could turn you
from the path youd chosen
loved to watch you leave
when you were coming back to me
eternal truth
until it wasnt

ignorance
is the font of originality
from which necessity sups
thus suckling us
infusing music unique
the names of the notes
superfluous
no education no emulating
nothing not ours is good enough
self bias raised
everything to gain
giving everything
make a tape of the songs
demo #1
then its on scene

im hurting
none of it is the pain
excruciatingly
all the same
because of me
the people i care for
are fearful
dying is killing
in my name

when youre in a fight
youre in a fight
dont stop swinging
any chance to breathe
gives your enemy
a chance to beat you
if you come in waves
defeat lays wait
within the spaces
attack your foe
as tsunami
as one
to wash away all traces

because i wanted it
it wasnt for me
nothing i ever wanted
came to be
i wish i believed
in something
anything
i could have faked
until i made it
more real than this reality
ive faced my fears and beaten them
in turn taken a battering
far from fearless
shed my tears
alone in aftermaths
repeatedly
now the ends approaching fast
forcing my hand again
necessity
my mother taught me that
invent after the fact
face your enemy
and try to make a new friend