I'm here with you
And you're near with me
I can't it anymore
Somethings gotta' give
And I don't know
What it is

I'm a lost knife
In a setting of a thousand thieves
Stabbing nothing
But a bards
Play thing

Humlity
Accepts ones own jokes
Our characters dance
Free
Unshackled
From histories
Dispositions

I'm alone
The shallow rushed cars
And the
White hallow
Clouds
Tell me so

They remind me
By my up and bringing
That I want
Nothing more
Nothing less

I want
We want

The

Opposite,

And

Nothing more.