In the land of the blind
The one who can see with two eyes is called a madman
a freak.
They say it's better to see
But liars do preach
Teaching untruth through misconception
When your fed with lies
The more you eat the more you swallow.
We are one like the universe
We don't have to follow words that are hollow.

Here's your golden ticket
To life.
Freedom born from soldiers who died
How their wives cried
The consumers power you wield
Revealed in the tear stained eye of workers
who worked to the bone.
As you'll have to...
Your religion built from guilt
The flowers in Babylon wilt
But at least they still grow.

My sun has gone
I chased him across parks
With football games
I ran with him
In my dreams
Screamed out his name
Patience wasn't my game
The cards I played never won
My sun is gone
I chased him in the silence
Daydreamed skies where we played
Like birds
Words now tear me down
I caught a name in a letter she wrote
She named the sun
I have pictures
In my heart and my mind

I am the message, I inspire
set souls on fire.
A vestige of hope in days of darkness
I speak words of revolution
I can be the solution if you act now
so don't detract from the words I am saying
and the message given
which is driven home with concrete verbs and feeling
sealing the change for the future
I teach I nuture souls with love and not disdain
I heal the pain of the poor
but i shame the guilty with words fired like justice driven arrows
to make them atone for their sins
but I let them change themselves within
and their ways
I am the message
think feel me
absorb my words.

I have heard future generations talking about changing the world for better
I’d like to write them a love letter for being this way
But if you’re a slave to the wage packet you will soon part of machines racket
Another slave to the way the world is was and will be
Nothing changes without pain.
I am telling you in changing the world you will suffer
The world will sell you happiness as an ideal
Married with a partner a job and two kids
The world will get in the way
Life is slavery we were made to serve
Soon all manner of distractions will form a net
and although you may have the weight of numbers
The content person slumbers
The only way to change the world is go against the grain
and endure pain after pain
Speak out, be the change you want to see
People will still diss you
You might have the words to cause an earthquake
But people still won’t follow you unless they see results
And saving the world is as hard as going through the eye of the needle.

In the darkness of a book
In the cradle of a look
In the flower of enlightened uncertainty
In the birth of God the word of eternity
What you think you may become
Voices echo like the drum
Flames burn in words
Love the greatest flame of all
Eternal word of creation
Of us all
The word given in the beginning
Hope to start us singing
An angelic sky to watch the sunrise
On a mountain
To drink from the fountain
On heavens earth
To watch a son or a daughters birth
To remember a kiss
In remembrance there is this
Etched in histories thought
The word is caught
Captured in the collective mind
Sung in divine times.

I nestle in the room of your heart
I will rise again and again
You are my protector
My swollen eyes create many tears
My mind forms many fears
You coax them out of my soul
and burn them to dust
You have wise eyes open for me
A smile that grasps my heart
Beauty that flowers and blossoms
In your garden I take in all you have shown me