Provisions made, we travel on to the next diversion. And we try and fathom why we go awry. As you wait the conversion, you attempt your convergence. You ponder with your mind and contemplate the sky....Now turn around again. See it from this end. Do you see an issue or a problem to contend?
Take the other side. Do your thoughts collide with the glaring differences you hide....or will you just pretend?
Who am I, Who am I, you say? I need this pill or that 'cause I'm feelin' kind of flat today. It keeps my neurosis from becoming psychosis, so they can't drag me away.
And give me pet causes so I can exit my closet and share my dysfunction with the world. And ask for acceptance without repentance and use it to corrupt the boys and girls.
THIS IS THE END. Yes, you know that it's coming 'cause the demons have taken the land. The apathy spreading like a plague we're dreading and it's all signifying the end.
So you'd best snap to it if you're ever gonna do it. Check to see that your head is screwed on right. 'Cause if you've neglected, you're left unprotected and then they'll try to pick-pocket your mind.