They found his head in a ditch by the highway
The rest of him had vanished into thin air
His eyeballs had been gouged, his teeth knocked out
He had no known family to plunge into ****** despair

The words fire out of your mouth
Crooked teeth surround a black tongue
Before we've even begun, everything has gone south
You're naïve and too old to justify it with being young
Verbal bombasts, speech like the desert sun
Scorching my Earth and killing all my fun

Put my bliss permanently to death
A ****-eating grin vice-gripping your face
To you what is worse is always what is best
My disillusionment descending in a mist-like haze
Getting harder to breathe in this rapidly shrinking space
The Universe expands but insistently neglects this sad and sorry place

The ghost of fulfillment
The specter of satisfaction
The gist of universal lament
The soft-spoken takers of action
Gonna take over the world of old
Gonna press it till the old world unfolds

The shaking knees of the wronged
The darting eyes of those with a motive
The **** has piled up for too long
The deadweight of the sinful impulsive
Gonna free all wrongly accused
Gonna show you all the winners that lose

So just open your mind and your eyes
So you can make a conscious decision
So don't hover 'round it like flies
So just acknowledge all this derision
Gonna take out all your worldly pain
Gonna show you that the world's now a stain

Connecting the dots out of nowhere
This life has been quite a scare
Sudden realizations plague my being
Can't believe what it is that I'm seeing
The well was poisoned long ago
Radioactive molecules spreading through the air as it blows

What are you gonna do?
When there's nothing left to do?
How will you get off the floor this time?
When the easiest way out is a crime?

Nothing says "selfish" more than self-love
Look to the skies as they darken above
They don't want to see you succeed
They'll **** you right here, it's their creed
So sit down and shut up and be molded
When the bombs drop, like toilet paper, you'll be folded

Tripping, dripping, falling
Down this calm river
Sitting, wishing, hoping
I can always be your giver
Contemplating, over-thinking, sinking
On my rickety little boat
But I've got hope and hope is what I've always needed the most

I tend to get a little morbid
Forgive me if I say something stupid
Just always know
That I might be irrational
But I'd never take away the gift of breath
I will crawl on even when there's nothing of me left

So take my hand
And always next to me, please stand
Look me in my eyes
And remind me that I've won and you're the grand prize
I tend to forget to forget
Especially after all that I've left

Carnivores in the cabinet
Theology through and through
Mothers can be so mysterious
Babies born into Barnum & Bailey's
Karate kicking you in the ****
Piercing through your pathetic *****
Dangerous days and dumbed-down digital
Filming from the foyer, frame by frame
Losing your lackeys
Can't find your car keys
Utmost ulterior and undulating oceans
Aliens acting antsy
Dogs doing down-beat digging
Anti-aging advertisements in America
Over our own oak trees
People picking in Peru
Sensing something sinister sliding silently south

The clock ticks and ticks
The seconds, minutes, hours pass
The clock looks down from it's perch on the wall
The heart questions its validity
And sighs.

The body grows and prospers
The thought of degenerating, down-grading persists
The body takes itself in and wants to embrace the only moments it has
The brain becomes distracted and lost in its own perception
And sighs.

The Earth, the only planet where love is known to exist
The clock has no jurisdiction over it
The Earth, in all its cosmic glory and all-knowingness
The body, such a sin to let it rot from the inside out,
Sighs.

The clock, the body, the brain, the heart, the Earth
The ticking, the rotting, the thinking, the sighing, the all-knowing
The clock measures the body, and the body, the Earth
The Earth, with no heart or brain of its own, spins unworried
Yet sighs.