Yeah, I wish it all was a dream
Everything on it's end how it seems
The stain that won't clean
The song bird that refuse to sing for the ruthless king
So a kid got up and grew his wings
Let me open the black box, Hidden in the back, lost
Closed it up with pad locks, living in the past? lots
Vision getting black spots, bump into the brick wall
Limping to the stash spot, smoke fill the dim hall
Drifting to and fro, watch the ants walk the surface
Me, I tempt the gods, both hands on the furnace
Not searching for a purpose, or proof of purchase
Life span of man short, sold a bill of goods near worthless
Still we work it, immersed in the imperfect
Try to color the day bright while the whole system short circuits
Explore the circus, I ask the questions late at night
Conversate with the owls, together we taking flights
No apologies to mice, respectfully take the bite
Nature cold but dignified, aggressive but never spite
Lessons learned but forgotten, folies of mankind
Roller coasters of emotion off the rails, a damn bind
Shake the thoughts, the weight of the topic high
Harsh reality, in order to live you got to die
Give it up to the universe, a gruesome proposition
Give and take made manifest, rules of this cosmic prison
Ruminate the decisions, truly explore the chasm
What you think is real is fake, the secret within the atom