Here we go
Down that same old road again
Sympathy unfolds the shell that holds
All the beauty within
Here we go
Down that same old road again

A memory
A regret
A hope

Here we go
Down that same old road again
Empathy controls the wind that blows
And tickles our skin

A memory
A regret
A hope
A stimulus

Recent it seems
We must push on, we must push on
Though we bleed
We must push on, we must push on

All you need is a modest house in a modest neighborhood
In a modest town where honest people dwell
Making the cleanest energy for the greenest plants to grow
The richest soil that is drenched with the freshest rain
Then you should sit in your backyard
Watch clouds peak over the tallest mountain tops
'Cause they unveil honest opinions about the stars

We must push on, we must push on
Recent it seems
We must push on, we must push on
Though we bleed
We must push on, we must push on

All you need is a modest house in a modest neighborhood

I can't even concentrate on this
It's over thought, anticipated
The pen ink is running dry
It's been thrown to paper and wasted
Creativity has been blocked and over tasted
Maybe in time, I'll appreciate it

Hold on, hold on
We'll be with you soon

These papers are stuck in this book
Until they're torn out and pasted
To inside of my memory
Where I can later look
And see them in a new gallery
Where they can later be viewed and appreciated

Hold on, hold on
We'll be with you soon
We'll be with you soon

Longing for what has been lost
And longing for what hasn't been obtained
It's a small cost
Forgot the past
Lost the future
Only now remains

Hold on, hold on
We'll be with you soon
We'll be with you

We're born into silence
And let it all be
Lift your anchor
And just float astray
Born into silence
And let it all be
Fortune in silence

Watch it explode
While fragments of irony's examples fly
And hit the shore
And tyranny's torn
From the podiums where leaders stand
But rule no more

Plead with nothing
Why don't we lecture about something
Protest the way
We're passive today

Watch it explode
While it's not impossible for flowers to bloom and grow
Next to graves
And babies are born
In the same buildings where people go
To pass away
Pass away

Plead with nothing
Why don't we lecture about something
Protest the way
We're passive today

We live like penguins in the desert
Why can't we live like tribes

Born into silence
And let it all be
Lift your anchor
And just float astray
Born into silence
And let it all be
Fortune in silence

Distorted and complicated
I'm sorry but it's over
Essential to awaken
How moving
Here we are, that's what it's all about
I'm sorry but it's over
To love here and to love this
I'm finally breathing

Before you go
There is something more to say

Persistent resentment
I'm sorry but it's over
Seduction for destruction
I'm finally breathing

To love this
To love all this
It's what it's all about all the way

Before you go
There is something more to say

This lonely old man had heart
Resting gray hairs on wrinkled arms
With nothing but a stool to hold up his back
Skinny legs with Japanese mileage
Crossed at the ankles
He's unaware

Maybe you've never seen it
Maybe you've never been through it
It's the only way to understand it

Unaware of his surroundings
Youth, it passed
Swarming like wolves to a fresh kill
The scent attracts
He's just scared about dying

Maybe you've never seen it
Maybe you've never been through it
It's the only way to understand it
Save your clever statements
Brave your severed view of it
It's the only way to understand it

To believe that
To think back
To realize that
Those sad days have come to an end
Where are those
Where they all have been gone

Maybe you've never seen it
Maybe you've never been through it
It's the only way to understand it
Save your clever statements
Brave yourself if you want in
It's the only way to understand it
To understand it

The opera is over
Singers have all gone home
Seats are all empty
The kitchen is closed

The sidewalks are sprayed down
The blinds are pulled down
Foundations unstable
The wrecking ball is back
Quiet business vacancy
Quiet business vacancy

Rents are rising
Our lease is up
Culture is down

The symphony's concluded
The instruments are all cased up
The notes are silent
Music's still apparent

Rents are rising
Our lease is up
Culture is down
Spirits are jaded

Art is trying
Is art dead
Art is dying
Is it dead
Believe it
We need it
To move on

A one track mind in a one way time
Let's go ahead and gentrify
We let art die with robot minds
They steal the brush and paint boundary lines
A stale kind of people we'll find
Walking in single file line
I think it's time to finally rewind
Let's go ahead, we might as well

Rents are rising
Our lease is up
Culture is down
Spirits are jaded

I think I'm awake
Rolling on my blanket
I'm sinking into bed
Light around me
Beautiful washes of pulsating color
Buzzing white noise
It sounds like one hundred bees

I, too once thought the radio played
Let's act like children while we sleep paralyzed

Lucid
You control it
Body's asleep
And your mind is awake

I, too once thought the radio played
Let's act like children while we sleep paralyzed

Here we go
Down that same old road again

White cloth, black napkins
Wood chairs surround me
Wood tables, foggy sight
In front, with no light

Night falls beneath candle light

Cast shadows, incense fragrance
From the corner of the room
Cloudy senses, stale light
Below, beneath

Night falls beneath candle light
White squalls beneath winter sky
Night falls beneath winter sky
White squalls beneath winter skies

Faceless crowd of elderly beings
Roses sprouting, yellow glow
The sub-conscience into the night
Beneath

Night falls beneath candle light
White squalls beneath winter skies

Think we know
Oblivious though
Unified clones
Sit like stones
Up on thrones
Of fool's gold
Looking bold
But all alone

Restore our needed shelter

Sitting sideways
Something deep
Wading water
Pants at my knees
Fading with growth
Lie awake
Buried stones
All alone

Restore our needed shelter
Our flawless endeavor
To be alone
To be alone

Sitting sideways
Something deep
Wading water
Pants at my knees
Sitting sideways
Something deep
Fading with growth
Lie awake

Lie awake

The only things surrounding you now
Are the circular memories
Infect your conscience
They are the make up of your worries
Regrets and doubts

Elective betrayal of your person
Radiates confidence
Shine with silence
And shadow the ones below

This drought is leaving me
With cracked soil and brown leaves
Floating on a dry lake bed
With a dry mouth and a foggy head
Waiting for the snow
When the water comes
I will overflow
I will overflow
And when the water comes
I will overflow

There's one more thing
I forgot to tell you
Worries and doubts
Will only help you
In the long run
You'll shadow the ones below

This drought is leaving me
With cracked soil and brown leaves
Floating on a dry lake bed
With a dry mouth and a foggy head
Waiting for the snow
When the water comes
I will overflow
I will overflow
And when the water comes
I will overflow

Does anybody feel this way
Does anybody feel like I do

I built a wall
It's stretched 1000 miles
Set it off
A massacre
It's holding up the roof
Breast feed your heart

Set it off

I saw a distant port
With no water to support
Burning
The bridge between

Does anybody feel this way
Does anybody feel like I do

Never content nor satisfied
Intentions of self
Massacre, change
And history
Borderline paranoia
Yelling out their own right

Set it off

Does anybody feel this way
Does anybody feel like I do
The half of me is gone
The lonesome part is left

I cannot find the other half