It all goes on between the lines
Hidden in plain sight...

sabbatical nagging at my brain
nine to five burns up space, cauterizing,numbs...

I attempt to heal with verse
lyrics that never fade for me...

When time is measured in terms of ‘speed of...
We enter another realm of reality...

Hello my dawn filled world
Dove grey clouds sprinkled across my sky...

A little morning dew
A drink for a grasshopper or two...

Life never stops for death
Its just a hiccup in the main stream of ongoing...

This is how my brain works
I pick up on a line, a word, an idea...

beacon on the hill calling me in [hope]
I am little blind [naive...

My heart speaks within my being
Reminiscing; it's an old man thing...

When they going to find a pill, to cure
Ignorance, stupidly and conspiracies theory...

The crucifixion, symbol of horror and hope
It changed the world...