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T-minus ten sixteen and counting
twenty sixty and it keeps on mounting
it seems we’re counting up
the world is clicking down
we keep spinning in circles
revolving round and round
nobody knows why
but Dr. Seuss was right
If Horton Hears a Who
then what did you hear tonight
if green eggs and ham
were my favorite dish
would i count 1,2,3, blue fish
but it doesn’t matter anymore
it’s not been written in stone
those books will just be burned
and they’ll erase all these tomes
and digital is just a facade
for what you think is true
and permanently etched
inside the storied stigma who
could always erase the facts
change the history books
and change the way your names pronounced
and change the way you look
and hide the photos of
your family and your loves
and destroy all the things
of the ones who really love
show how they really love
they show how they really love
and I’m one to talk
I want to take a walk
sleeping through the days
feel it in my heart
a real person beating
a shell of who I was
Just jaded by the world
Afraid of what to come
But I say no, I believe it all
I look straight ahead, I’ll never fall
But that’s just wishful thinking hun
But that’s just wishful thinking girl
But that’s just wishful thinking boy
But that’s just wishful thinking world
it’s the world that’s ashamed
of what we’ve all become
she’ll shake us off like fleas
As if it never has begun
A bigger kind of universe
A lifetime of our own
Whose to say it really matters
it’s not written in stone
Shell said it best
Where’s the sidewalk end?
There is no beginning
And there is a whole new edge
And beyond our eyes
A football shaped sky
I welcome all of you
to try and compromise
Til they come and go
On the knees they’ll know
They reveal their secrets
For others who never show
They don’t want the instance
They don’t want the truth
They don’t want to hear it from the man they persecute.

What you want, you want for yourself
He who loves more than himself, really just loves himself

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from EX TEMPORE VIII : FIGURE IT OUT, released August 18, 2016

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