that which immortalizes through ink and song,
still bastardizes this profound gratitude
for what saves my life
over
and over.
And in that I see
Just how much I value time in this world
in this state of matter --
So much so, that
through profession of this song in my soul,
the garish light of its own conception
and reality enhanced by its being shared
And in that I see
Just how much I value time in this world
in this state of matter --
So much so, that
through profession of this song in my soul,
the garish light of its own conception
and reality enhanced by its being shared
mutes its flaring hues.
Yet, I still wish for the world
to see just how much it means to me
and in that eternal struggle
such gratitude warps into a pied jester
and turns to taunt me
and taint itself.
Yet, I still wish for the world
to see just how much it means to me
and in that eternal struggle
such gratitude warps into a pied jester
and turns to taunt me
and taint itself.