All the humming of your angels Fills your heart with sound All the flipping through of paperbacks Makes your world go around Well you don’t really wanna get outta bed today but you tell yourself “I’ll just wash the dishes and mow the front lawn” You lift those stubborn eyelids slowly get accustomed to the light make some coffee put your shoes on All the mumbling of your boyfriend Puts your spirits at ease All the aerobics with your old lady friends Really helps your knees In your world you know you’ve gotta pick yourself up And that’s just wutcha do Cuz you know that at the start of each day There’s still a lotta things that you can choose The sun is in your eyes you can’t see you might not feel it now but it’s there And everything hurts these days and everybody’s so far away but it’s there (Silence) Taking care of business Fills your thoughts with calm Although your kids don’t often visit No one’s ever really gone And if you gently go against the glowing gray You might keep that Noonday Demon at bay (Silence) I think of your living room with the Christmas tree where you like to sit and I can’t wait to get back there And everything’s gonna be okay once you give my wife a kiss then tell me that I need to cut my hair It’s a bit much all at once you don’t know where to start it’s overwhelming and you struggle not to tear So I go against my suddenly empty brain (hum along) Something, something right down wintry lane And I know just how to be your silly son Cuz in my self I know the pain of one And although there’s not much more that I could say I can tell you that I know the glowing gray And together we can listen for the birds As they bring us to a brand new day (Silence)

Nothing’s gonna change my mind Recline your tight spirit, make some room to unwind You keep me right here, with your eyes all smiling bright at me Living angel, lit up gracefully awkward take the night from me I’ve never known a soul or seen a self who could fill this hole The subject of my affection, you’re a nourishing addiction I feel not quite afflicted, but somehow lifted, I think something shifted in me And now I’m right on path and I dare to say, it’s gonna be alright And after the earth inherits the meek (That is, those who ascribed at birth to each a random assignment of worth), You and I will inherit the earth, along with those who were falsely called weak And all the wheels that always squeak, and never get the oil Why should we be loyal to those to whom we are freaks There is no soil deep enough to bury the pain you are married to But it’s not me, it’s not me, and I know that all now, But sometimes I think I make you hurt, and not in a sexy way But now I know it’s all gonna be okay if we just commit to the day-by-day And some such generic rhetoric that they always say when you feel this way I’ve got no quotations Among my other limitations Some may say the soul is like a lump of clay (you mold it to fit the day) Some of that generic rhetoric (I know, I know, but there may be some truth in it) I think it’s important to keep an open healthy and humorous space in our selves to fill not with lightly uplifting vaguely make-your-mind-go-blank to find a meaning bullshit phrases but with thoughts of all the places in ourselves (safehavens, if you will) that we can go to if we start to panic While my rage is on mute You’re out there glowing unsubdued But I know that not so deep inside you An undefined fear resides, too Just like everybody else It’s hard to get away from yourself And it hurts to sit right next to the pain But it’s nothing to make you feel this shame And it’s weird that your pain thinks outta the box While the comforting words are so orthodox Uniform in response to unique Especially when it’s reached its peak Nobody seek to celebrate the shit People live with, just cuz it doesn’t kill em Doesn’t mean they’re all this, that was their own doin Don’t give credit to the conflict, Commend the combat I know the amorphously empowering vagueries Become a bit much when you’re run under the gravy train As if they’re all scared of your rage Preemptive barrage of soothing clichés They say you’re strong from the hurt you live in But you say that you never had the option Hurt never made you expandable You made yourself more powerful We gotta lean back To feel The sun on our face To see The light in our eyes Lift the light to the air It’s nobody else’s Nobody put it there