conforming ourselves
to a world thats makes no sense
we thirst for the Truth
looking in water – we see
stardust that became aware
conforming ourselves
to a world thats makes no sense
we thirst for the Truth
looking in water – we see
stardust that became aware
crossing the dry line
sunshine jumbling with the rain
nothing like Laura
or more unrest on the streets
peaceful protests turn violent
just beyond the porch
a drama of life and death
squirrel escapes hawk
difficult to not take sides
everyone has to eat
hooked by the mouth
reeling in a dental chair
good old laughing gas
flooded by 80’s music
watching 30 years float by
soft rain
every tree seems
to be weeping
why oh why do you rue
for the uncontrite