What it will be

the room spins in the shadows of the ceiling fan
the dust settles fast as it blows
the story is written in blood on the stones
the truth is told nobody knows

poets praise prophets and prophets curse poets
and pirates raid profits for fun
lovers and losers and lasers and liars
all fall at the sound of the gun

there is no difference between us
even as we struggle for identity
there is no magical purpose
even as we pride for posterity

there is no heaven in waiting
even as we grovel toward eternity
there is no ultimate meaning
there is only you and me
in this moment
you and me

and what we make of it will be
what it will be

the great ball of fire in the sky gives life to all
the dust settles as fast as it lives
the story is written in ash on the fields
the truth is what nobody gives

preachers praise saints and saints stay silent
as pirates raid pulpits for fun
holy and sinners and winners and saviors
all fall at the sound of the gun

there is no reason to go on
even as we fight for our victory
there is no virtue or value
even as we pose for our history
there is no great final reward
even as we pray for humility
there is no grand design
there is only you and me
in this moment
you and me

and all we feel and see
and what we make of it will be
what it will be


October 8, 2008

Real

I don't believe it
when no one is here
I don't accept it
on blind faith anymore
for I've known betrayal
and nothing that offers proof
you could say I see that the house of truth
of humanity has a leaky roof

you can say you want me
from far away
and it titilates me
for a moment or day
but I don't even hear
words you might say
for actions correct my perception
come what may

actions leave permanent marks
words fade away

you can say you love me
from where you areand it stimulates me
but still just so far
for nobody loves me
in life today
here in the physical world
the truth comes to stay

now is all there is to share
past fades away

so I don't believe it
when no one is hereI don't accept it
on blind faith anymore
for I've known being alone
and nothing stays to share
you could say I see that the house of love
of humanity is not really there

you can tell me the truth
your mind can know
and I might believe ituntil you go
but what's everlasting
is what stays
the feeling you know in your heart
when your song plays

feeling is all that is real
all else fades away

so look me in the eye and take my hand
show me in your way you understand
if you want me as you say you do
you will make your words real and true

or I won't believe it
it's up to you

now is all there is to share
actions prove we are here
feeling and showing we care
every moment every day
now are you really here?
all else fades away

Real