Without windmills to boldly fight against
I'll throw spears at your hidden agendas,
So to kill a transcendental stinging pain I bear
On the hope to pour light on your dark side surrender!
This is not me chasing the wind
Yet, it's like chasing the wind for sure!
I know now Dulcinea would be proud,
Should she have known what I am all about!
I am
Right here,
Where it seems you ever wanted me to be,
Stuck between what I know and is firmly attested
And what I don't and obliquely presume!
Obliquely presume!
Ingenious juggler
On a downward spiral
With all looming into a fire,
You're a melting canvas of distorted dire
On the art of living
Walking along a thin wire!
Misleading info, a jarring force
Drawn me to an outcome
Like a moth to a lamp,
Yet lights off into darkness,
Forbearance as my only friend,
I'm in a void about you,
While you vent your spleen
And get rid of all the clues,
Railing at me, your unfair
And unjustified bilious rants.
I am
Right here,
Where it seems you ever wanted me to be,
Stuck between what I know and is firmly attested
And what I don't and obliquely presume!
Yes, obliquely presume!
And to face doubt
I need a leap of faith
And go against the odd signs
Of safely diving eyes closed in muddy waters,
And end up coming on the other side
Blooming like blooming like
Blooming like dead and devoured!
And devoured!
I am
Right here
Where it seems you ever wanted me to be,
Stuck between what I know and is firmly attested
And what I don't and obliquely presume!
Yes, obliquely presume!
Yes, obliquely presume!
