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Peace, Love (Weird)

 

Peace, Love (Weird)

(アルバム: 7 Deadly Zens - 1998)


Calm
I must be calm
I shall will the shaky hands to be still
My racing heart must keep
Its urgent message to itself
For no one would understand

Insanity
The world moves in slow motion
I must express these thoughts
So bursting to be born
That my skin might split open
My every thought rushing out
Only to be infinitely recycled
Like a fountain in an office building's lobby

Peace
I know no peace
When my stream of consciousness
Becomes a tidal wave
Ready to wash away lives and property
Long believed to be safely bolted
To stone foundations on high ground

Security
My mind is a killing machine
In remission only for as long as it takes
To create a false sense of safeness
For the grazing Zen herd

A coyote
So quiet and interesting
It has been accepted as a pet
Allowed in the house with the cat
And the children

A snake
Sleeping in the sun
So hypnotic and seductive
Because it has never coiled, or rattled

I look in the mirror
And it doesn't show...

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