So we’d sailed across the Styx
Another batch of the dead
What do you know?
Some of them wouldn’t leave the raft
Just stood and laughed
What do you know?
They said, “Where’s the fair and where’s the Ferris Wheels?
This looks nothing like Elysian Fields”
So I told them to get bent
“What on earth
Did you think that heaven meant?”

Now, that didn’t go down well
And an awkward silence fell
A corpse dripping with jewelry
Said she couldn’t endure to be
Among those on the dole
(I said) Nothing’s divided in this place
Along the lines of money, birth or race
No palaces or tents
What on earth
Did you think that heaven meant?

No you can’t see the manager
No you can’t see the manager
No you can’t see the manager

What on earth
Were you praying for
A Bacchanal?
Or an Apple store
What on earth?

Why don;t you hush and rush
Up to the pearly gates
What’s on earth
Doesn’t sit that great
With your maker here

The dead by now had thrown a fit
Snatched my pole and split
What do you know?
Little they knew they’d just set me free
God the Irony
Cause what do you know?
Now they’re the tour guides for our shores
Unawareof what the voyage’s for
I bet they now repent
What on earth
Did you think that heaven meant?

Before time
As chaos ruled the seas
The first of suns ascended
Her belly plump with child

With a bang
She spawned the infant sky
Pillaring the heavens
Which made the saddened seas subside

So the orphaned clouds
Wept upon the mainland
drenched the clay and
carved up silent stone
While the waves awaited
The animated stone

Being a writer’s my defiance these days
Armed with words I keep the world at bay
That’s probably why
Each time I run dry
I fear I might fade away

I pitch a song against the wrongs I’ve been doing
One that’s been sleeping on my tongue for years
It’s tearfully wet
And soaked in regret
called the water in me
Here’s the water in me

There we are
Eons since the fall
Gathered along the coastline
Stripped of skin and mind
And as one
We moved towards the surf
Welcoming by water
Unburdening the earth

I’ve got a reason to be right here right now
The world is liquid and I’m a stone
When my life is done
My ripple will run on
across the great roaring sea
That’s the water in me

Had we but world enough and time
Then this dawdling, baby,’d be no crime
We could howl at the moon
Marvel at the sun
Get to know the neighbors
And shake hands with everyone

When will I get it?
By now I know what I want most
Where am I headed
By keeping my options closed
Hire me, fire me
Read my resume
I’m available now
How about today?

Now try to apply to be a writer
Meet the insiders who will fight you off
When the bullet hits the marble
The arcade is at war
And no one ever knows what all the other buttons are for

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Another lonely train and I know it’s bound for nowhere
and I’ll hop on all the same (etc.)

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She was a girl who claimed that she knew
That god was love. She was one of those
Lukewarm girls
As she curled up on my bed
I said to her

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So the code has been cracked
All the judges are sacked
Left like dinosaur snacks
On the assembly line

This time Lucifer’s a taylor
He’s a brothel and a shrine
The push and the cushion
The assembly line

Hide your barcode from the lens
Don’t tell your Barbie friends
Drag your plastic ball and crawl
‘Cause both prisoners and guards
Got carbon-copy hearts

The assembly line
Got a bunch of wires
Running through our spines
Got clockwork souls
Off the assembly line
And there’s cogwheels turning
In our hearts and minds
And there’s millions more just like you

It’s a short circuit track
From the furnace and back
You’re both burned and you’re shined
On the assembly line

This hologram we’re in
This haunted Holiday Inn
No one ever leaves
You tread your mill just like a rat
Until your battery runs flat

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Rise fellow mystics
Our silence is our crime
It’s you, me and all misfits
Against the Twitter paradigm
You can’t have my heaven
Put my god back in my tree
I’ll rejinx your lobes
If you hallow half of me

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My aching heart’s on Medicare
I take it with me everywhere
Like dirty socks and underwear
Underneath my clothes

I keep it safely locked away
Inside my secret dossier
There’s so much heart break on display
Behind tear-frosted glass

I hold my tongue and count to three
Chatterboxes suffer ‘cause they cannot see
Directly through their eyes
They’re shuttered up

Bla bla bla
Yap yap bladibla
Yakety yak ladida

Still looking for that proper noun
That’s slightly more than just a sound
The very thing that keeps me down
Is the claptrap in my brain

Let me mumble, let me be
I will not be ensnared in your verbosity
Go on and frame your heart
Cut it out

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Guess we’re all just salesmen, slick and smooth
Selling junk to gain its revenue
Sometimes my back is bent
Shopping for blues
But when the neon’s gone
I feel like a fool

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