I can see what I need
And I can my own evil seed
But the breed I am apart of
Wants nothing to do with me

I exhale into the Autumn wind
Always trying to love and not be unkind
For the whisper in this chilled decree
Leaves me motionless in their eyes
As I try to hold my breathe to a stifle a cry

My heart is nothing but a lost bottle
Upon a sea that roams like lost cattle
Can't you see that life is the only battle?
And at midnight the last gun will be fired,
Where only the politicians will be left to tattle

They show me to an open sore
That once was beating to the core
But now there is nothing
But the hallow belief
That life was so much better before

Don't let me see you the way you truly are
There is nothing more that you can say
And our love is worth nothing that you can pay
So take me far from this place, a spot far and away
I promise to you that in this life
I'll meet your eyes, fight, and to stay

Where and when the magic magicians in their multi-colored hats
Near underneath heated brows colored in black
And blue cows take rest in their prejudiced unspoken
And unwoven lies where rebels lay dead in unspent graves
Touching the saved' on moistened foreheads memorized in their
Histories whose books beam with the light of the forgiven dead
Who still feel the weight of never truly being washed - Oh' lo' the dirt
In all its Earthly liberty that makes us human when We die for the final time

Can you see the tide?
The oceans lapping with the
Western wind in full blow?

I touch my face in the setting moon
And realize it be not mine, but a man
Or woman in another time, close to me
Like a sister or brother, but the bother
Is not within me, but in the currents of
The blind froth of an ocean that only
Has itself to bring forth; for the misery of
Man is forever in bloom and the break down
Of our song is has always stalled to come along

The bleak mud of the winter sludge
Permanent misfortunes of anything specific
Blank pavement in foreign uninterested faces
Spelling to me that every letter they ever knew
Was taught wrong and never seen with an eye
And the price to pay was with a forbidden fee
That the cost was to take a new born life
From a future that would never have the chance to dream

I touch the tip of the ice berg
In a dream from another world
Where I knew myself from another self
And the dusty shelf
Was just another part of myself

Each numbered book
With a title I could not read
Was instead a picture whose faded faces
Brought me quick
To other familiar places

I've been to this place and
I've tasted this air
And though I do not bend
In high and crooked despair
I know that I have stepped upon this Earth before
And that this surf
Is not far from where I first hurt
In previous snore

Breaking in laughter
The sun breaks through my smile
And the miles
And the trials
And million dollar piles
Of oh ' so few that makes
The rain split and fall
So the drop
Makes the crop

Watch its step
Until I finally
See that I
Need
To

Stop.