[Verse 1]
Each day
could be a whole world
It could
stay frozen in flow
feeding ev'ry other river
Keeping me locked up
becalming ev'ry quiver
Nothing else acknowledged
but the skeleton of a thought
A pose without clothes
An amateur knot
It isn't such a stretch
to reach across that divide
But when a hungry ghost incarnate
pushes hard against the inside
it looks like you're bound
it looks like you're stuck
held down by cords that you
spun out of bad luck
Determined or doomed
seem to be mostly equal
And an uncertain approach
can be delicately lethal
So I don't know
who to gather together
in my faithless arms
with my neglected belief
Addicted to my misery
A single potent hit
Lured in by the song
Not knowing when to quit
Ev'ry one of these days
a chapter in a book
with the edges of the pages
neatly charred
More than sentimental
Less than yet alive
An interruption born
to survive
[Verse 2]
Each day
begins inside the next
skipping
ahead of what's here
breathing into distraction
Speaking out of time
sanctifying inaction
Ev'rything excepted
All reason abandoned to want
A style without form
A cosmological taunt
A keening toward the depths
An intimation of need
The dedication to illusion
k**ing silences with greed
It wouldn't be so wrong
Might hold out some hope
If I could just be still and let
go of this fraying rope
I pushed it to the edge
Filled up the field of view
Stole all the spaces to think
Held on too tightly (to you)
So it's way past dawn
but the sun is still climbing
swelling into d**h
saturating time
To rise above mythology
To find a quiet room
To inhabit just the now
To feel the moment bloom
Ev'ry one of those thoughts
a leaf pressed between leaves
held close by definitions out of
date
Laid completely open
Ready to be still
A blank elaboration
of will