Not One

 

Why is there always 

A war to sing about

Is it that people are so fucking slow

And we just can’t see that the

Answer is right there in front of us

And the answer is that there’s not one

 

Under the blankets

They’re all a little strange

Singing and humming

While their faces change

Into small paper airplanes

Which spin into the air

Some land by you nicely

Some stick in your hair

There’s a message inside them

But no two the same

A collective divided

With a misguided aim

Then the lightbulbs turn purple

And the planes zoom away

And you see they don’t matter

And that’s quite okay

   ~

Why does anybody care 

What you do when what 

You do’s not to them

Why does anybody care

What you think when what

You think’s not for them

 

Left in the darkness

A light invades your mind

It drips down your eyeballs

Then you find you’re blind

To the hate and chaos

That’s knocking at your door

And your nonpareil logic

Consumes you once more

While the sounds you are hearing

Melt into an ooze

That slides through your earholes

Making your brain a fuse

To your total connection

To the sum of all things

And though you’ll soon fade out

It’s message still rings...

 

 

Captors

 

Tiny needles blind my eyes

But I don’t need them

To see their lies

Hands tied together

Strapped to this chair

Stripped me naked 

Cut off my hair

I can’t speak now

They cut out my tongue 

And took my feet off

So I cannot run

They think they have me

But they’ll never win

They won’t absolve me

Of my sin

 

I gave them their religion

Through me they will be saved

And now they’ll chew my heart up

And spit it in my face

It seems inconsequential 

They don’t know this is my plan

To die a cosmic vessel

At the hand of every man

 

 

They hear my thoughts now

Through a copper wire

Hooked to that gear there

Which turns that tire

It cranks a cable

Across the floor

Which slowly inches

Beneath a door

Which holds behind it

My bitter end

So I know it’s coming

Just not sure when

I’ll carry with me

This heavy weight

Of earthly burden

And ironic fate

 

I gave them their religion

Through me they will be saved

And now they’ll chew my heart up

And spit it in my face

It seems inconsequential 

They don’t know this is my plan

To die a cosmic vessel

At the hand of every man

 

I will be remembered

My name will be revered

My following will gather

In about a thousand years

They’ll preach my name 

Around the world

And celebrate my birth

And rejoice in a communion

For the day I left the Earth