Music makes the world contrast
It fills in the spaces
It balances the exposure
Pulls back the whites
And fills in the darks
It pulls it all together in one
Moment
Music creates the picture
That we live in
Music makes the world contrast
It fills in the spaces
It balances the exposure
Pulls back the whites
And fills in the darks
It pulls it all together in one
Moment
Music creates the picture
That we live in
Case and conclusion
The ultimate illusion
How to know
The difference
From what is real
From what is withering
Off and gone
Case has been made
With a conclusion on coming
Hold on to hope
While we are running
When the joker becomes the king
And the king the joker
The chef the librarian
The musician the chef
The lawyer the doctor
Doctor the salesman
What is going on
Who knows anything
Is there anything left
What is going wrong
What is going on
This is where we are
Repetitive in nature
Willing to change
But afraid
Of what is
This mind of mine
Playing games all the time
Hoping to paint new ideas
In due time
In due time
Sweet peaches
Let’s give everyone peaches
Delicious in pies
All around
For the good
And the bad guys
Peaches
Bring them in bunches
By the pound
Peaches for everyone around
Eat them
Work to the wire
Up late night transition
Up early again to run
To try and stay on top of
The words that I attempt
I plunge into life
Creating and hoping for creativity
By my side
All through the night i lay and wonder
What the next day brings
But only in the silence
I realize
That i can not predict
Hope
Or regret
I must just remain
Remain
Change
And don’t stay the same
Oh no
Secrets disclosed
How many
Who knows
The top of the hill will call for immunity
While the rest of humanity
Asks for simple decency
Don’t sell out the American Soul
To the cheap hand met
Along the road
Hidden discoveries
Hidden words
Hidden curtains
Blighting even the birds
On rampant edges
A man
With distorted thirsts
All hope lies
Awaiting another arrogant move
Here we go
Down the slippery slope of
One mans ego
Breaking news
This late at night
How the hell
Is this alright
Selling out
At minimal prices
Underlying lies
Holding
Keys
Sided
How can one man have such rampant
Dissenting
Infection
What is happening
Where did it all go wrong
The crawl
Not laced with the sophisticated beauty
One would expect
Rather the slow
Climb
One note at a time
Hoping to make an effect
In effect
The growth
Slow to come and go
Hold our breathe
Let go
Make the story
Clean and clear
What is anymore
Stories full of hyperbole
Brimming with creative outlet
Filling in the gaps
With chaos