Too many crazies in this world.
They can’t seem to see their own hate.
You can try to talk them down,
Try to about-face that frown, but
Sometimes all you can do is let it abate.

Sometimes it doesn’t, and what do you do?
Everyone’s throwing their stuff at you.
You can take the stones and they’ll not break your bones
But strangely it’s hard to deflect things that aren’t true.

How do you change something only inside
With only your in-looking window view?-
Wondering what now they still hide,
Grappling with the things they chose to show you?

How do you tell the authentic and false?
Are there lies to be heard in the beat of a pulse?
Secrets seen in the iris’ grain?
Misgivings manifested through fists clenched in pain?

What are secrets and lies in the face of the rain,
The greatest gift to man, locked out by mere window pane?
In the face of the moon and the spark of the star,
The impartial watchers who look from afar?
Do you not see them watching you,
As you gaze back and watch them too?
Do you have no wonder, no center, no hope?
How easily you forget the threads of your own rope!

Pull yourself together, man!
Pull yourself back!
If not to me
Then to someone you trust.
Your sails must be filled with a will you lack!-
Or you’ll be carried adrift to unsavory places
In your powerless state and your submissive slack.

I can help you search for weeks and months,
Looking for what you alone can’t seem to find
In yourself.
I will talk to you forever if it means
You will be too engaged to consider giving up.

But I have things of my own to look for…
Your life is precious.
A wonderful fluke.
And we don’t know what happens after it yet.
Millennia pass and we still don’t know,
So why are you so anxious to let this go?!

Why can’t you see
What we all really need
is to be
Truly free.

You have the power, despite what you think.
Your legs can take you out of that door.
Your arms can tread if your ship may sink,
And your heart will race with you to the shore.
You can walk away from what makes you ill.
If it’s all around you? Fine-
Time to find a place in nature
Untouched by your plague: humankind.

If you can’t do that, then there is no more
I can say to you.
A thousand words can’t breathe life
Into a soul who doesn’t want them to.

What is your ransom? Can I pay?
I’m trying to keep you in the realm of day.
Forgive me, but you’re my friend, okay?
Of course I want to keep you this way.
It’s just the way you’ve always been.
Alive, vivid, livid, the occasional grin,
With a light shining out to those who look in.
Forgive me but this, at all costs, I must win.