Airport lights
Transient moods move through
Nothing like the departure gate groove
They want the I of I
To shut up and disappear
To resign myself to a position
Located in a specific location
Adhere to prescribed definition
To cease to be here and now
But here and now is where I reside
Even when I tried to play the game
I could not hide, I lied
To myself never could make the fit
In the end, me is me, people
Just get used to it
Too much time spent acquiescing
Looking for the pharmaceutical blessing
Learning a lesson, the time is coming
Politicians are already running
Gunning for some second coming
But they'll find no solid ground
Things change
Everything remains the same
We are all accidental specks
A few of us survive via the messiah complex
Flex, find the dots to connect
Know it's only this life, no next
The web is far too complex
I can feel the plane coming to a landing
Descending, the sky is shifting
I shift my understanding
Time has no ending. . . .
Gotta come correct
Reflect direct energy
Positive... live!
'Cause we were never meant to survive
Pursue desire, pleasure, enjoy
Treasure each moment
Nirvana drops like dew
On the back of her tongue
Swallow, have some
Swallow, have some. . . .
Airport lights
Transient moods move through
Nothing like the departure gate groove