I followed the ideology of sex, drugs and violence but nothing gulfed the chasm I felt inside love was supposed to cure me of that but there’s no honey in any philosophy that advocates
slavery I march to the sound of a
different drum the freedom I seek
lies within where a revolutionary
heart ignites my conscience I’ve heard many different singers interpret this same song they often change the lyrics but they seldom get it wrong
it’s early in the morning and I can’t get myself straight too many dead people in my bed they will not let me sleep lord, deliver me from evil deliver me from dreams take me where the grass grows green and a man can find some peace I fear the devil stole my shoes and sold them to a priest now I walk and talk the blues but I can’t find no relief
give me a mask and I’ll speak the truth I don’t need anyone to turn me on I do alright on my own I don’t have a dog in this fight so just leave me alone there’s chaos in the system we’re all out of order every life is on fire all we wanted was a pot to piss in but the shame was on us when the seventh seal was broken silence dawned in heaven the fascista flag was burning the sky came tumbling down we required a human number for a king without a crown
I’m not really tired but they say a rest is as good as a change so, I’m off upstairs where the stars might anoint my eyes with a billion kisses that hopefully sew my eyes shut and send me happy dreams I’m rolling over into tomorrow when I might get some relief
I made a deal with god
at least, I think it was god
it was dark and he didn’t
speak but I’m holding him to it or I’ll cancel my subscription my demands were quite reasonable I need a little peace I’m working on my memoir the diary of a thief in part a work of fiction it outlines my beliefs
I’m not a holy roller
I don’t really believe in god
I don’t believe in little green men or anything supernatural but it’s part of my naïve charm to believe preposterous things I
believe that words are magical that
music is sacred that facts are often
fictions and fictions are as powerful
as facts I believe that love is the
only agency that can save humanity
I can love for no real reason without knowing why or when
or where or if it is
proper or even appropriate I could open up as
an ever blossoming flower to love in my imagination or with my flesh and bone the universe conspires to bring me love for
there is madness in love that’s why madmen
make the best lovers
you have to love the sinner
even if you hate the sin I
have previous convictions I have loved
too much and I have loved too
little I paid my debt to society my heart’s been broken I bled out for a bit but I learned to love my enemies and I’m prepared to loathe my friends love
can turn you inside out there’s no room for caution with love I’m
ready to let it kill me because everyone
will take a piece but some are worth
the pain
it’s gonna take a shovel to dig me out of this but I’m easily worth the effort I’ll be putting in I haven’t slept for days I’m sick and off my gruel but it’s goodbye baby blue I’m so over you I found a new direction I’m never coming home I’m a slave to my ambition I just want to be alone
just send me home I
don’t want to be alone grant me
asylum give me sanctuary bandage me with kisses nurse me heart and home lay me down in the tall grass somewhere I belong may the angel of death smile on me spread her wings and sweep
me off my feet deposit me in that
promised land where I can get some
sleep
I’m sick and tired of your filthy business disgusted by the new killer deal things ain’t adding up but then they never did you got the best excuses you’re a parasitic being who’d set the world ablaze just to reign over the ashes you promised us rain and a land of milk and honey but you’re just a grifter working the long con and you can’t believe your luck the world is full of suckers and you’re the emperor of the suckers as everybody knows
I suggest you switch off your subliminal mind fuck devices and stick your nose into your own business you’ll find acceptable answers there but you’d best keep them to yourself don’t pass them off as truth coz there’s no such thing as truth unless that truth is love
today is not the day but it’s closer I can feel it we’re on the cusp of change everything can change we shape the world we live in it changes with our thinking if we do not cast our skins we die and so we must continue we discarded our humanity today we will reap our tears tomorrow
in a time of monsters I’m struggling to stay sane things are all fucked up and make no mistake we could wind up anywhere and I fear we will folks who live in glass houses are gathering their stones they plan to fight alfresco in the streets and city squares the first denunciations have already been logged it’s just a matter of time the death of society is only a heartbeat away it’s every man for himself in this cruel new economy
