In order to lead people you got to have some place to go
Will it suffice for me to want to shrink, yet grow?
Accumulated stars want to break free from constellations,
It’s like pulling wire out of wood, and designing glass instead
A broken clock may be right twice a day, but what’s the use, only for a minute?
We’re not on the same wavelength, just the same ocean
Everyone thinks the tide they bring surpasses any previous one
Don’t they know that their efforts flow just the same?
Imaginary floods, wipe out what could crash us by mistake
The unpredictable, a blessing or a curse, whatever you want
This beautiful mess, symbolizes what you think you know
What a tragedy that this is what connects us whole:
The whites and blacks in your piano, play themselves their own color
And you thought you created music?
What if I showed you your fingerprints under a microscope?
Would you think yourself capable of scarring the whole world?
It’s like asking paper how many times it would like to be smashed
Before you rip it without a second thought
Or asking ice what temperature it would like to melt to
And you thought you could save a life…