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Sum of All Things
I’m pissin’ in the wind
and a hurricane blows,
driftin’ too far drownin’
in a sea of woes
Feet of clay crumble
from under its weight,
and I drink to forget
but fear it’s too late
And I wanna vent but
it’s better I don’t
and I wanna leave but
I know I won’t
I suck it up and try
to be a better man
and substitute reality
with anythin’ I can
Till I no longer feel
and too much to bear,
and look in the mirror
and no longer care
The dogs of time are
howlin’ at the moon
and I feel like I’ll be
joinin’ them soon
That fortress I built
means nothin’ at all,
sadly it's just a brick
and not a wall
That road I'm travellin’
is aimless and long,
and it’s paved with sh*t
and has been all along
Love and joy and hope
are fanciful dreams,
in this world of mine
nothin’ is as it seems
Gaslit truth and trust
and culture wars rage,
and I fear I've entered
a dark Orwellian age
A crisis of aspiration
takes a frightenin' toll,
and that scream I hear
comes from the soul
The winds of fate blow
in the end times too,
and storms are gatherin’
but what am I to do
This big old universe
keeps fu*kin’ with me
but I won’t tempt fate
and what will be will be
I’ve spoken with God
and read the holy writ,
it sucks if my fate is to
burn in a flamin’ pit
I can breathe in the air
but not livin’ is dyin’,
and I've asked myself
what’s the use in tryin’
For the fork in the road
is nigh just up ahead
and I wanna go straight
but will veer instead
Now the clock is tickin’
in the midnight hour
and the taste of death is
both sweet and sour
Ya must do what ya must
for it’s not well to exist
when the sum of all things
are too much to resist
Written: February 1996
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