I'm welcoming insanity
parties with my family
indulging in my vanity

can it be
all so simple in the canopy?
candlelight vigils for careers,
see em panicking?

stanzas like bricks from the heavens
building tenements
live within my words
and you'll merge with the infinite

tail of a comet
not a prophet but a pauper
specks of stardust from an
interstellar author


a hard head makes a soft ass
you shoulda went for the bank shot off the glass
but now you're picking yourself up off the grass

entertain the stains on your pants
they stand for the gains that you made to advance

I stand in the rain and remain writing flame for the chance
to be the latest pain in the ass

of a nonbelieving soldier
marching to the quantized beat of a cobra
spitting politics from the sofa

while lives get tossed to the wind
but there's hope for
you and me

open up your hands and eyes and see
that happiness reserved for the rich and fancy can't be



(Verse 2)

we've come so far

and yet gained so little
since a little man
my aim's been for the temple

I wake up in the morning
when others are snoring
I'm pouring portions of my soul

into a void
I see integrity being destroyed
feeling shakes
as a warning

you can relate if
you ache for importance

I'm at the edge of the lake
with a bucket but, the waters
look murky and the stakes are enormous

I only wanna find a place in the chorus
resonate wit the orphans
til fate holds less hardships

but it ain't easy
another wall, another slope
and another old hate resurfaces

I'm getting close to my own escape velocity
ladders made from Jenga blocks toppling on top me

but it's prophecy I believe it's gotta be
synchronize watches, time'll tell, we gotta see