On the Streets of Mexican Wars I battle with
The memory of a first fight
In our contemptible youth
I quoted White Nights
Thinking that'd get rid of you
Waited with a stone in my hand
But you were quite right
Nature had another plan
(failed to run it by me)
Nature had another plan
Some other surrogate self
To live in sediment of so many somebody elses
Innumerable lives
And you were right it's not a person who dies
But worlds die inside us
I felt your sickness brush against my arm as I walked by you
Heard your voice but couldn't tell that it was you
And slowly, watched your sickness slip away into a place that I'd once feared
But I was not afraid this time
So I gave chase and found it finally, slowly feeding from your head
And from my friends, and from my family, so I grabbed it by the neck
"For every lover you have ruined" - I dug my nails into its flesh
"and every life that you have taken" - slammed its head against the brick
Its blood poured out onto the pavement, I stirred it in with dirt and spit
"I will take a part of you" - I made mortar from the mix
Tore every organ from its body, broke its bone and fashioned bricks
I laid the mortar in between, I made a throne for hope to sit
"Too long you've torn us into pieces, firmly held onto our wrists.
Today I bury you in me. I swallowed every inch of it."
But I still see him, dead in the parking lot, at the gas station just down the street
And I still hear my friend say, "You know you wouldn't believe the things I saw when I was stationed over seas"
And somehow he keeps smiling in spite of all of that, while I keep finding ways to push the good out for the bad
Oh how selfish of myself to always say that it was more than I could take
Like it was pain I couldn't shake
Like it could break me with its fingers, throw my body in the lake and I would slowly sink away
But the truth is it was sorrow that I'd made and wouldn't face
See I keep falling for the future after tripping on the past
And I am always tearing sutures out to make the anguish last
Like it defines me, or reminds me
I found comfort in my suffering
And uncertainty in happiness and death
Because what's next is such a mystery to me
And I am terrified of all those things I feel but cannot see
Friends and family put your hand into my hand
And lay your head into my chest
You are all that I have left here
We are all that we have left
We are the lovers
We are the last of our kind
So link your arms and keep your chin up
And I swear that we'll be fine
We are the lovers
We are the last of our kind
If you say so
Light and Dark are two sides of your being.
Only when you become light can light shine on the darkness and reveal its ways.
Light is achieved when you eliminate the doubt and become one with your true self and God.
This is a war of consciousness.
Good vs Evil
One wants to consume the other
All of this takes places within
YOU are the players
The thing within you that decides
The thing within you that directs attention
Look inside and align yourselves with the light
Live from light