I'd hate to arrest you for treason
But it is the season for grieving
And me in my innocence
Likes to fall asleep on your sofa
But before I met you
I'd often lie awake for hours
Rolling on my living room floor
I'd trace the waterfall's indiscretions
Now I compose poems made of fire
And we make love on a pyre
And even though I'm not a pirate
I’d steal your heart in a second
Though I know that you've had mine
From the moment I first saw you smiling

You bring me to my knees
Humbly speaking of course
Could I have some more please
You ask inquiring meekly
I think you already know what i need
Or is it a bit too cheeky of me to presume
And what shall we do with all this heat
And the energy that moves between us

Why are we so afraid to say no
When it's all we ever need to know

Our body is a genius
At keeping us in business

And we are all accountable to the
Struggles of our familiars

Yet the failures of our teachers
Must never be confused with our own

The mountains are using you
To become conscious too
We are overly optimistic
Of our own accomplishments
So we pretend to make a difference
Would it be any better
If we divided it all by two
And fit more people into this apartment
We'd have room for all our arguments
Though money can never buy you happiness
It can sometimes buy you the truth

We are trembling again and again
Women are rarely triumphant
Against their own demands
And men never truly understand
What it is they must defend
We are negligent and foolish at best
Yet its better to laugh than to pretend
That we think we know what’s best
We are really not fooling ourselves
But we are making fools of our self
Whenever we are not singing
Or even listening to
The Rules
Of our
Heads
Bodies
Fingers and feet
For they already know
Exactly how to dance
To the Beat of these diseases

Come look in the mirror
Or would you rather drift
Into sepia-toned syndicates
And lose it all again
Many have come
And many have fallen
Only one has ever
Truly faced the longing
Of all the men and women
Worshiping oneself
Is never a great idea
Especially if you can’t
Even tell the difference
Between yellow mustard
And an abandoned green field
Never swallow anything
Without first asking what it is
Or chewing quite carefully
To at least see if it is Real