me and my friends

as still as can be as i floated along the stream leading to nowhere
i was carefree as i drifted in the weightless air
i don't know how you're waiting at my final destination
i have no destination
we unintentionally go with the flow and face whatever comes
we have no destination
me and my friends don't have any idea what's going on
we watch the stars at night and the sunrise at dawn
laying so quiet just to hear bluebirds sing from miles away
telling each other how much we care every single day
me and my friends have no clear path to walk on
we are messed up in the head, we are so fucking gone
swimming on the front lawn and sleeping in the pool
excavating your living room in hopes of finding a jewel
me and my friends sit along the wall
of what everyone worked so hard to build
waiting for that right moment, waiting for the call
to do whatever we haven't already fulfilled

a sharp clicking sound

i was lying in my room one day, my back to the cold floor
staring at the ceiling with my mouth open and heartbeat steady
when i heard a sharp clicking sound i'd never heard before
not the loudest noise ever but loud to a certain degree

i shut off my ears with my hands but the sound persisted
it screwed open my head and let its influence spread
no matter how much i tried to, i couldn't ignore
yelling at it to shut up, i began pounding the floor

the floorboards began to fall apart one by one
i watched in shock as the screws twisted undone

the naked pieces of wood fell into the dark
and i hung on the last piece as it bent into an arc
the piece broke off eventually and i was falling
falling through what i couldn't see
falling through what i couldn't feel
falling through what i couldn't hear

my surroundings went red, then white, then yellow, then blue
it was always something original, always something new

i heard the clicking, it was clearly eating away at my sanity
and all i had at this point of my insanity
were words i could add to my list of profanity

i fell headfirst, i fell feet first, i fell with my arms spread out
until i landed in hot water, something i knew all about
i swam to the top but there clearly was no top
and i knew the suffocation obviously would not stop

i was lying in my room that one day, my back to the cold floor
staring at the ceiling with my mouth open and heartbeat steady
and when i heard a sharp clicking sound i'd never heard before
it was a sound that i should've brushed off and completely ignored

permanent

i wish you could stay longer, stay longer and spread your happiness
you make me digress, you make me confess, you make me express
i'm hoping you'd stay forever so you can scare my spirits away
you make me stray, you make my day, so please just stay
it would be nice if you never left and kept my hopes hanging high
i'd never die, i won't deny, you'd keep me reaching for the sky
you keep me content, you're heaven-sent, you keep me in the present
but you're leaving soon, the door is opening, i wish you were permanent

relentless

the sunlight's futile attempts to peak in a little sunlight onto your day
the wind's dismal attempts to blow all of your problems away

its the necessity of the necessary to do the impossible
maybe its because no one has ever accomplished it
all their false hopes clothe it to look very possible
even though all of them already know its a bunch of bullshit

but they keep it locked away with a very optimistic smile
holding you upright just to make it seem worthwhile
they're all rooting for you to cross the finish line
but you even know they think you're out of your mind

you always strive for more just to fall on your face
moving so fast like you think everything is a race
they bask in the sunlight and move with the wind
the thought of you accomplishing anything just makes them grin
i hope you prove them wrong and take the smirks off all their faces
that you put yourself where you belong and put them in their places

steadfast

i can stare through a window and see absolutely nothing
i can wait forever just to see what life can bring
i can stare at a brick wall and see the whole world
i can close my eyes and see happiness unfold
i can talk gibberish and i bet you'll call me crazy
i can break through gravity and then i'll be free

the tide is turning for the worse, but you must understand
that everything happening now has already been planned
grasp what you think is not there, and i swear
the feeling of falling into air will be as simple as air
hold your breath and count to ten
and repeat the same process again and again

you're so original, no one has ever done that before
and after you land in the water you will drift to shore
i like to lay there and hope rain will fall on my face
and wait till the sun goes down to stare into space

i can wait my whole life just to die old and alone
i can hold my breath until my lungs have turned to stone
or i can stand up right there and walk towards the sunset
i can learn to forgive myself and to never regret

counting with my fingers

i still count with my fingers but i still manage to manage
i still get by with obviously imaginary advantages
i can list a thousand reasons
but they're not really reasons
and i can tell even more lies
but my reasons are like lies
there must be an extra beat in my heart
because it always beats more than it should
and i can't tell the simplest things apart
but i always say you're the one who's misunderstood
i stand on a stool just so you can look up at me
i stand on a stool just so i don't have trouble seeing
there is no balance in this universe
then why do i never lose my balance on that stool
they tell you that it's not healthy to curse
but you do it anyways because you think you're cool
i can save you from all of the avoidable embarrassments
because your foolishness can create world-loads of entertainment
they laugh at everything nowadays
a kid trips and they laugh nowadays
but please don't retaliate and trip them back
they don't think it's funny, they'll hit you back
but what's the point of this, what's the point of you
what's the point of you if i can see right through you
is it because i knew that the who was you
and that you knew where to find that incredible view
or were you playing pointless but ever so exciting mind tricks
the kind of tricks that only you seem to laugh at
but don't pay attention to them, they're a bunch of dicks
stay calm and collected to avoid immediate combat
because i bet you can count with your fingers faster than them
and that says something about your character
and even though i can't put my finger to the tip of the stem
just remember it has something to do with fingers and character

something in the way

i made my way forward with hands smeared with dirt
with so many holes in my shoes that walking actually hurt
i made my way past what i couldn't hear or touch
stumbling as i walked, there was nothing i could clutch
it was a burden trying to mount up the strength
to make it through the night of continuous length
the ground seemed to sink right before my very eyes
so beyond words, i couldn't even sum up a surmise
it's in front of my very own eyes, i swear i can sense it
but i couldn't grab it, i couldn't let it transmit

through my heavy, overused mind
through my dull, incomprehensible mind
through my capable but stubborn mind
just because i couldn't accept the fact
the fact that i knew the odds were stacked
so high they touched the clouds
i covered it so it could shroud
what was obviously a silly attempt to carry on alone
keep carrying on until i've broken every bone
until i absolutely positively could not do it on my own

because there's something in the way
but i am to ignorant to say
what is running through my crowded mind
you might as well say that i'm blind
i do a terribly good impersonation

for myself i am an optimist - it does not seem to be much use being anything else

the way the slight breeze subsided and waves ceased as you walked by
the way the clouds disappeared and left the sun alone in the sky
i hope you realize the significance, how lucky you must be
from the highest point on the mountaintop to the bottom of the sea
the fact that you gained no recognition for standing on your own two feet
taking an bite out of happiness and remembering how it tasted so sweet
when you took the hit for all your friends just to be left to die
and having no apparent idea like the catcher in the rye
but i bet he had an idea, and he knew how to exploit it better than you
remember when you took four hours to climb a mountain just for the view
i swear you were happy, i swear you saw life with another perspective
you remember how living the good life used to seem so attractive
take the first of many steps and please throw a smile on your face
you just might see something pleasant the next time you stare off into space

imaginary boundaries

the branches have rotted and fallen from the old tree years ago
but the years spent alone have helped them keep their shape
the trees bend into unimaginable figures and carry a full head of snow
a little stream of water crawls through the ground and it is quiet
then the sun beats down and the stream slowly becomes a river
the flowers grow through the cracks on the ground and it is beautiful
and the trees began to sprout leaves until the leaves are plentiful
there is no doubt or uncertainty creating a disturbance here
nothing is blurry and there is no need to be hesitant
the wind is refreshing and the sun is heart-warming and sincere
and nothing you have in your heart is what this place represents
the time pases by ever so slowly but the snow creates a magnificent scene
and with a quick snap of a finger the snow will melt and the grass will be green
everything will be plain and evident and nothing will be suspicious
nothing will lose faith and the still air will prove to be propitious

voices, the beast, and my spirit

sometimes i hear voices calling to me in the middle of the night
heavy lights sneak through the window and shoot straight into my eyes
everything fades away and the only color is see is white
you then tie me up and taunt me with your words just to make me despise

but i can't hate you for taking me away and showing me the way
and the fact that you can't make me hate you leaves you in dismay
you lead me out the door and slam the door in my face
the bright white colors overwhelm me and my heart races at a rapid pace
a beast emerges from the white forest and swallows me whole
it can consume me but it can not ever defeat my soul

the beast flies through the eye of the storm and i am always with it
and as long as it continues to persist my presence never ceases to emit
the fact that i am alive and fighting for the thought of seeing white again
i picture you doubting me and it continues to keep me sane

because the voices are calling out to me, calling me back home
but i will not answer their calls as long as my spirit continues to roam
through the valley of flowers and the clouds as they flood the sky
and memories of distant days will continue to incite me until the day i die

endless possibilities

they say we're a massive amount of people living in a crowded place
even though we're capable of flying out into outer space
i haven't even seen ten percent of the world yet, and it makes me wonder
how it would've been if the continents hadn't been torn asunder

you're a whole oceans length away, and you wonder the same thing
thinking of what you'll do in the future, and what it might bring
i think i'll travel the world someday, and i'll run into you
and we can map out our ideas and plans we will construe

because you are not alone, you're not the only one that knows
that endless possibilities exist if we simply propose
our simplest ideas, and our most complex ones yet
and we can pursue it in a heartbeat, without breaking a sweat

our minds retain a steady beat

there was a sharp yet soothing feeling lingering in the stale air
it was nowhere to be seen or touched, but we could tell it was there
the feeling was contagious, we could feel it traveling though our veins
and the sudden shock it created shot straight up into our brains

we were stuck in a fixation of a heavy mixture of melancholy and joy
i felt like the world was propped out in front of us for us to enjoy
and we felt so alive within our own minds crowded with useless thoughts
i cut my head right open and threw my brain on the ground to rot

i ran around shouting, "frances farmer will have her revenge on seattle"
and i prayed that curt cobain would save me from this inevitable battle
we got wooden baseball bats and chased joseph stalin through russia
i think we hit his head so many times he now suffers from amnesia

fuck you, i don't want to return to our ordinary boring society
the world we are stuck in now is so much better
i don't feel any pain here, everything is still and there is no anxiety
the world we hold onto so tightly is so much better

i think you should step off the stage, houdini is due up next
and his act beats yours by a mile, i think you need more preparation
gather around in a circle, we are motivated by the words of malcolm x
bush and bin laden can be next door neighbors in this dream nation

we are at one with the world, and it stays still for us to feel
it bares all of its secrets because it simply has nothing to conceal
i think we'll wake up the next day to live our our lives expectedly
but i know that whenever we think those thoughts, we'll be free