I’m tired of slowing down.
i’m tired of waiting round.
Tired of finding something new to find
each time something is found.
Of course I’ve learned my lessons.
I can give some good advice.
Still it’s hard to take
the same old river twice.
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When I know it isn’t true
but it doesn’t go away.
And no one says what’s new
cause they know what I will say.
It’s hard to have faith
when you need it the most.
At the end of the day-
do you believe in ghosts.
I disappear into these screens
and a million jelly beans
now I’m coughing up a coffin
driving nails lazily.
I might dream up a mountain
on the wings of such a notion,
but I’m just a pair of ragged claws
on the bottom of the ocean.