The weight comes on around
The time
The silence takes its toll and
The way she said she loved me with a grin and
The hair that fell in the wind made me believe that
The world was nothing but
The present

I ask nothing from no one and expect that
I, myself, will ask everything of
I
So in turn
I watch the crystallization of dreams where
I see that reality and fabrication are only the limits
I put on life in wake

You say that I live in a world only for me
You speak in a fog thicker than the grey of San Francisco
You ask if I'm o.k. when the breeze is only right
You speak of Russia and its corrupt politics
You see the horror and I see the coming grace

Like a tidal wave
Like the morning sun
Like these ticking clocks
That hang from crippled walls
Asking for forgiveness in a
Unforgiving

World

But I can make it through
Through all these lonesome blues
Because the weather is clearing
And there is no reason to be weary
Watch me as I go out of my mind
As I try to separate life and time
Where friends just act like their touch and go
When these days of mine just feel so' so'

I'm dressed at noon with the high sun in the sky
And I'm asking everyone I know for a ride
But the sea outside changes to a different tide
And the girl I loved is no longer on my side

I smile as I turn her image loose
And the cabin is wide as is the caboose
We are the treasure of the world
And we are the spreaders of the word
But the ugly heart is telling me
You have to fight to be really free

Sitting here stranded, the branded make their minds up
As this cup I am holding is neither empty nor full
To make the choice makes me think only of Joyce
For the free world is in a twirl as we vote for the goat
Or the free donkey that dances like a square sycophant

Where I'm near and coming up on the rear
Howling that "I'M HERE, I'M HERE, I'M HERE"
The sky spreads itself wide as the kite I hold
Blows only in a wind that I rightly know
And these times that press on me only seem to be
An excuse for the tired to quit and cry

I take the judgement
And see I have nothing left
Shattered to pieces
Thinking of reasons
To quit or carry on

And the distance I feel
With right or wrong
Is to only be answered
By whispers or an angel's song

I woke and I was thinking
That the dead are never blinking
And that this life is only sinking
See me rising, embrace this hope
As I push my body to breathe and cope
As I focus and adjust this rusted telescope

Oh my smile!
Oh my crooked soul!
Oh my laughing heart!
These tears are not for you
And they are not for me
They are not apart of any intricate scheme!

Observe the curve of my fleeting soul, into the wicked
Chilled fog that crawls across my skin
And into another world

Exhaling for only the sake of a
Life that accepts forgiveness
And sees that the sadness of its craziness
Only exists because of its obsessiveness

I'm fleeing to the forest
I see the horizon
I smell the scent of Orion
I believe in a being
That follows only kindness