I'm uninspired lost I'm in search of fire I'm under the wire the frost and it hurts to smile I'm asunder the wonderment of earth has tired I'm a number just another one of her admires She brushed off cut off and cursed to spiral So I shut off reversed and worked the file Till I hit dirt and dug for my worth for miles I ripped my shirt at the sound of the surf defiled Would it wash me I fought through these thoughts that mosh me It cost me my horse but not before he lost me discouraged School me how the bully is purged Then fools me as the ruler of worlds Through the wool of the Word I find myself being fully submerged Keeping cool though the duel in me surge in the pool of the pen Knowing the sword is the tool of most men Going to war with a fool at both ends I wonder will I win this fight Between my heart and my mind A tug of war back and forth I try But I feel so defeated I won't be cheated this time I'm just an ant when the thumb in the stars appears Who loves to rant with a drum in the hall of ears Summon all my fears with a tongue on my tears Sing a song you would swear wasn't sung in my years Saw the sun from a hunters gun its all clear I'm just another one hungry for a running deer Love me here love me now or not never A feather without a flock the clock put me together Like high noon waving my hands and I'm strewn Till I'm soon braving dry land and typhoons What's a cog to give is it cognitive Is it a dog that lives out of reach from a leash Or a mob of kids with a sword in eye Waging war on a beach to be the lord of flies I'm on the border line where Shearwaters fly Needing peace in a belief that ain't organized I wonder will I win this fight Between my heart and my mind A tug of war back and forth I try But I feel so defeated I won't be cheated this time I was born angry sworn to endure as a baby Despite the attempts to deform me This morning I crawled from my safety Bored with its warning it'd break me to break free And all that is wrong with this world would invade me Normalcy ate me plagued me and scorned me and shamed me I bore how it made me a pawn to be played by a king Who had staged the whole thing for his praising Made me afraid like a brick in a wall stalling a break in I'm sick if it all you swore He forgave me than tricked me to fall I wore what you gave me and lived for it all but I listen no more For that gift to us all is that rift in our thought that persists to be called From the dark to what lives when we sieve through the force of the light For the weight and the bliss of it all