We are not as hungry as we think
Lost in the trading of men's souls
Nothing determines our worth
Even what we think of ourselves
Dragged out of the gutter again
Reclaiming an earth
I did not know was meant for me
Did not know was promised too me

Wealth is not thinking I'm lying
When I close my eyes next to you
How will I know
Your ashes sprinkle the same as others
I often forgot about gravity
Clean hands change everything
I ache for the dirt under my nails
To find a new home
I bite these particles into eviction
Scrubbing myself raw on the inside of my brain
I am no great character witness, even of my own
A fools words should die in his mouth
Who will make him eat them

The devil has a smooth jazz voice
He sings to shy stars
In turn they wreak chaos
It is a delicate balance
Of unclenched fists
A mouth sealed and void
This stone will not be roled away
Is silence my only act of violence

Can I go beyond this
A world unaware of other worlds
Another tongue told me
I am the rose
If only ancient words
Had more to say, less to whisper
I ask for nothing but bread
Acting as if I drink nothing but wine
Tomorrow may find me sober but no wiser