Maze

(Album: Almost Live From Anna's Cabin - 2003)

One
You will never get out of this maze
Until you look at it from a bird's eye view
Well then of course it disappears
Into a city grid of closed-circuits and etched paths you left behind
Two
I wait for the dinner
I haven't started cooking
You have to cut the eggplant before you find it on a plate
With couscous and onions
Fried and staring you in the face
A bowl of cereal or a p. b. and j. is much more tangible
Three
He breaks the blackened window again
And dives into the unknown which ends up being his childhood backyard
Grass hill, leaning swingset and all
Where he lies in the sandbox
[?]
Then he gets up, goes inside again, until he forgets what the outside smells like
And he stumbles upon a blackened window to break