9 to 6, used to think that's life
cling to the smell of madness
over the taste of earth's vastness

did the desert ever feel alive
if that was someplace I knew
I have forgotten she existed

the appetite of misery it provided
voices inside the moonlight
says beware, they are un-free

drifting out into rising tide
go on - ride and collide
so am I satisfied

Something in me has untied
heaven knows I've tried
battled, broken and cried
now I take the rest in stride
just quietly sat by his side

The morning light wanes
out on open plains
my belly debates
croissants have to wait  

All the nylon fliers
like crayons palettes
festival of spectacles
So many favorites

Up Up and Away
a hundred balloons
above lagoons and chimneys
below valleys and alleys

In one strong forehand
a spectacular descent
it looks unplanned
a landing on the grandstand!

There was no flaw
only the applause
at dawn, champagnes flow
I stand in awe

The past gonna walk right past
Present catches up thick and fast
Future threats are always in bets
And any pills for man's root ills
Are roads lead to the Bastille
Come healing of the minds

Light shines on unjustly nice
Dark goes revenge all in spite
Grey dove takes its flock away
Fireworks shake off its promenade
All sights, sounds and souls parade
Come healing of the bodies

Love is only a humble guise
Hate loosened the tumbled guys
Peace is a beast that never ceased
Truth slew neither with pity nor ruth
Spare your prayers to life that's snared
Come healing of the souls

What does the good heart ask
Who are still remain to compete
When a disease remains un defeat
Where on deathbed at the feet
Will I waste my last words so sweet
Why  "Do you see, I won? "