Touched

There is a twist in everything

Waking up at night

With a headache in a penthouse

That doesn't belong to you

Waking up with no one

But your own infringment on everything

And yeah you're a celebration

A diamond ring

But sometimes it just doesn't mean a thing

You get up and have your coffee

Buy your canvas, throw yourself against a wall

That in some strange instances becomes a sky

Or a vision or a tear

A kind of hallelujah dawn

This mess, this eternity of an existance

It's either a dull thud or an electric explosion

We all breathe in clouds of smoke

We see lights and then nothing at all

We all want peace as we rampage down streets of chaos

But in the distance

When I reopen my blinded eyes

When I conjure up the will to believe again

I know we are already home

Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin

Me and my folks

Ocean waves against our feet

Can anyone be talk to walk on water

The secrets are whispered in the ocean air

You blessed little children happy to be dancing together

Can you be so bold as to truly look into one another's eyes

To relax into each other

Somethings don't have to be explained

You just feel and automatically

Know we are here to heal

These wounds are deep

These wounds are eternal

Touched touched...

We approach death

Like wounded warriors

Arms crossed

Head bandaged

We approach death

When the wild call

Sings broken melodies

To fractured ears

As sunlit shadows

Blend evil fruit motions

Which rise from the street

And wreck torpedo hearts

Windmills spin eternally

Electric hearts beat endlessly

And the pulse of life

Surrenders to no one

Who am I I'm touched