Concerta II

How often does this happen? Empty realizations turn on me as I sink Down Further than last time. Conspiracy was eating me as I was Waiting for it, and it came through, And now I have these notes to play. I smile. Oh, have I not experienced what's real? The wind and the rain are speaking to me. I try not to listen. The trees still standing strong after the dark. They turn inward, and I wish they would teach Me how to live. Yeah, how to live perfect 'cause we look so Foolish running around with our science. We live and we die. Turn around and tell me what you're waiting for. We live and we try to escape everything we're Made for. A new day rises up, A new way to destroy ourselves. A new day rises up, A new way to destroy ourselves. And the stupid seasick travelers should have kept What's good, though they had the power, They had the brains. No, Lost in complexity. Now we're here to blind it by the flickering Monitors to see the sand run out To the bottom of the glass. It's real. Oh, what's the matter now, mister? A line, a circle make a world, It seems to me. Eventually, I'm lost, I'm stuck, I need some rest. Can't sink down. I can't rise. We live and we die. Turn around and tell me what you're waiting for. We live and we try to escape everything we're Made for. A new day rises up, A new way to destroy ourselves. A new day rises up, A new way to destroy ourselves. He sees that it's good and looks at his Watch. Takes the stand and is quiet. The sound of his voice, trial and error. He tells of the theories, applause, and the shaking Of hands. He's finally done it. Smiles so widely. He gets in his car, collapses at home, And cries.