Lyrical Musings II

The Wisdom That the Workers Just Won't Wait For

Among the talks of how things are and all these petty academians, I crumble.
Realizing I'm just me.
I got my face behind these books are making shelves.
And I believe its too much w o r k to set me free.
And my method is flawed
And my way is wrong and they would let me
Sell myself if it would mean that they could buy themselves a drink; I'm helping everybody die and I'm forgetting it.
But I tend to preaching life into the lifeless walking corpse out on the street
And not regretting it
Among the tales of jobless people there's a wisdom that the workers just won't wait for.
But I will hold my breath
It's crowded all the time and everywhere I go.
And I wonder if the talkers hear themselves
And believe it
I've got my hand attached to paper and pretending that the talkers do not k n o w the things I know.
But it so is not so
There is nothing that I know.

Connections

I saw her take

From the bottom of the barrel
And I was thinking did she think I thought her selfess.
But I know
It was only obligation
And besides
The only thought I had was thinking she was cute

And so we see
Ourselves in hopeless situations
Entertaining motives motioning for clues
But I am blind
To the existence that surrounds me
Can I behold what I claim to be the truth?

I love her cause she wants me to. I love her cause she wants me to. I love her cause she wants me to.
Is that alright with you?

There are connections
That my friends are just not making
But my finger's been found missing from what point do they begin
To see the bridges
That I'm burning at a blazing speed.
But they understand the gulf
Oh, they understand the gulf.

I love her cause she wants me to. I love her cause she wants me to. I love her cause she wants me to.
Is that alright with you?

I'm going to stand under a burning sun that burns me
Let it paint me reddish colors slowly fading to tan
And then relax inside a cubicle of entertainment
I'll return to beige and pink and cream

I love her cause she wants me to. I love her cause she wants me to. I love her cause she wants me to.
Is that alright with you?