coming back again
to the place that I forget
the second I climb up out of this net
I did it before, and I'll do it again
every time I do
I see in a way that is different than you
makes it hard to articulate the truth
it can't always be the way I want it to
help me outta here
I've been dipping my toes in humanity's tears
soaked myself in the horror of the years
I wanted to help but now I'm feeling too queer
how can I explain
without starting to cry or going insane?
it's all taking place somewhere within your brain
but when it comes out it always isn't the same
something needs to change
in society's mind life is only a game
"it's a better life if we all live it the same"
I'm not someone that wants to keep it that way
looking out again
off into space or deep into my soul
I see a man there with something to know
wherever his heart is wherever I'll go
stirring in the still
a voice comes from nothing and it says to me,
"Will, you've gotta find me in whatever you will.
the good and the bad are all the same to me still."
"Look here at the light
surrounded in darkness, surrounded by night
holding each other to make what we call life
that's all that there is, isn't that quite nice?"
what's that 'sposed to mean?
shall I deny the things that I've seen?
forget them forever like it was only a dream?
I can't just do that sir, so please
then he spoke again,
"You can't keep everything in your head
you must go back and look at things again
it keeps getting better till it reaches the end!"
"Tell me when you do,
cause nobody knows how hard it is to be you
but if you do everyday the things you gotta do
you might be happy, and you might be you."
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