another conversation keeps me going

another conversation keeps me going

Turn and turn and turn again

I tend to twist my thoughts up when

A new arrival enters in

Some cocky wannabe connected counterfeit

Hands cards like candy and never content

Break off from the frequent routine that spells out everyday

Let the leisure suits of Sunset get the guillotine rejection

Tell them you know true art

Apart from their Gucci suits and sushi breath

Rests a man with no principal or morals set

Fuck the industry and what it expects

Changing the world comes from your heart and everyday tests

Let the rich rise blindly towards their fake heavens

Whether in the biblical sin of sanctifies or white padded walls

The real riotous walk proud and tall

Whether written, scribbled, or sung

The world will change when the chosen are hung

I take in this air into my lungs and gasp for greater virtue

When will we awake to new and nurture our mistakes back to

Hell, this has all been a sham

I speak as if I know who I am and what purpose we process

I'm sorry to fool you, even if for a moment

I'm just a fool that's mastered not to show it

I sit here drinking as always

Pondering my next story and how it will play

I get lost everyday in the meaning of trying to find meaning

Seeming that boxed wine, cigarettes

And popping pills without regret will somehow show me a sign

Line up the shots

Let the whole lot know this is not a show, but what is this?

A flying kiss from a crazed stranger sends me to second thoughts

I ought to introduce myself

I ought to amuse myself and leave the kind corner shadow alone

Zone off this section, its for crazed toned tempered

I cant think like this

Not when I miss every dull minded comment by a three second delay

Say, you in the corner

Don't be such a loner

Come here and tell me a story

One with guilt and worry

The one that will make me fill better and give me ideas

The only way I'm alive is that I live in a world that constantly reminds me

That privileged depression only blinds me into believing

That leaving behind all I love is OK

But, hey that's me and you'll see

Those people in the corner will keep me going on

Even if I cant remember the last two lines of the song or their names tomorrow

They sing not for recognition or sorrow, but for change

And that's what I hope to help rearrange

So I'm drunk on wine all the time

But I'm kind and consider the bond between us all

Through every passing doorway and bathroom stall

Connection is the key

Not like L.A. where it comes with a fee

But those times when you know

And they know

And it shows it the slightest of gestures

Sometimes the one in the corner can be a magical messenger

Now, if only I was kind enough to remember the name

What a shame I don't recognize half the numbers in my phone

That's my life

That's my tone

That is why I'm so sorry and alone

I can't sleep at night

I'm right on the edge of a dream, so it seems

But then again I'm on shots of Beam and boxed wine

This happens all the time

Whine, whine, whine

We really are the downfall of the time

But in my mind, that's what I love

That's what I live to capture

The tango dance between love and rapture

Rare moments that lead us to change

Having new thoughts to rearrange

And it can come as fast as the corner's shadow

So, don't be shy just say hello

Your life may change

But are you brave enough to show

You don't care about media thoughts

Only what you know

Now I will stumble to bed to dream of dancing shadows and all that they mean.

The hardest thing in life is to believe in something. And through all my "so-called" mistakes and misfortunes I've come to one solid fact that has defined my crossroads and sunken treasured bonds, I believe in myself and all I'm capable of and all I will accomplish. Pain and heartbreak will come and go, but this is my one constant variable. And should I die alone, it will be without resentment or regret.