You can take this fortress but my heart is still in space.
You can decimate my body but my mind will stay unchained.
You don't want my words, but you wish a smile on my face.
You don't want memory, but you want to love the place.
My eyes in your palm, but in them there is no gaze.
Someone once told me I was not so cruel.
Someone once told me I was God's white hot tool.
In the pool of where ends make means
and every last fish is what makes a school,
I was happy to wear a face, more than happy
to play a fool. And I still do/am what I am want to do.
I cannot always speak for me and you know
I cannot speak for you. What I am
is a collection, poured gasoline on a lid.
What I am is a thought and a becoming bid.
I am not a man, but I am also not a kid.
A fat lip and black eye and no one did
to the "whodunnit" for as long as I live.
There were shootouts in other states,
cues at the pearly gates,
all I could think was what I would have for dinner.
I guess some of us are angels and some of us
are bleeding hearts. Some of us are
chicken shit and some of us are detached parts.
Maladjusted comes up too much
and makes me change gears.
I can take away your doubts,
but I can't take away your fears.
We've gotten too close, but I can't erase
what's near. You will still be you and I will steel
my heart. You will still be you and
I will still be me. I will stay away
where the dark begins and you can have your say.
There is no rewriting, no real artistry
to learning to love red and gold leaves
blown across concrete.
I don't know you anymore
than you will ever know me.
Weather comes and bad weather goes,
but the weathermen do what needs.
You made a war fighter out of a farmer
whose heart will blood red bleed.
The engine will run
until there's no more to feed.
Pour this gasoline on your lid,
I've a back pocket lighter.
Pour this gasoline on your lid,
I saw nothing on the corner.
Pour this gasoline on your lid,
the caucus is in session.
Pour this gasoline on your lid,
with wider eyes.
Pour this gasoline on your lid,
the stars are out tonight.