Get Lost

Get lost In the clouds, in a painting, in reflections in the water when its gently raining Get lost In a story, a poem, dancing to a beat, or staring at the stars contemplating Get lost In the journey and the process the subtleties of smiles, the tension between opposites When the strings pulled taut enough to sing that song Don't snap, get lost we keep a dim light on Ideas riddle ripple round the old oak tree Eggs sizzle skillet golden brown hopefully Good breakfast, only meal that concerns me Building up that proper vibe might require surgery Occurs to me, emergency the thought emerging Flirting seems absurd and certainly unnerving Versions of her currency were the severed heads of vermin When they're squirming she refers to them as friends In the end she wouldn't lend a helping hand Couldn't see past grains of sand caught in the sleepy corners of her eyes Then she'd never understand, subtle smiles, master plan We're living in a world that's created by the mind Shift thought express, exasperated stress, get it off your chest Refine, define your own divine Best guess, game of chess, complex context Stretched far enough to realign your spine Sunshine, so fine, awestruck, dumb, blind Suddenly it fits like it kissed one eye Done rhyming, no crying, no luck, gun primed Tunnel vision hits, you don't get satisfied You Get lost In the clouds, in a painting, in reflections in the water when its gently raining Get lost In a story, a poem, dancing to a beat, or staring at the stars contemplating Get lost In the journey and the process, the subtleties of smiles, the tension between opposites When the string's pulled taut enough, sing that song Hum, hiss, kiss, wink, the beat lives on I need my mind to start working Arms stop going numb, tongue stop lurking Think I need more ink, yeah I'll buy another drink Take me back to Albuquerque 'fore I vomit in this sink Head spins the nickel loose, peach fuzz and pickle juice Settle in the ripples noose, stab the rhythm cut the goose Break her neck and touch the truth, shuffle up a troubled sleuth Numb fingertips, tingle lips, juggle clues In my mind I'm a poet, I got something worth saying Till I open up my mouth, words are vessels and they're praying That they reach their destination and keep the cargo safe They're shattered on the shore whispers drowning in the breaks Got faith in truth, even if it breaks the tooth It's hard and it hurts but ain't no way we can lose Scattered out amongst the clues, are jig-saw pieces Tantamount to a short fuse the get lost thesis Get lost In the clouds, in a painting, in reflections in the water when its gently raining Get lost In a story, a poem, dancing to a beat, or staring at the stars contemplating Get lost In the journey and the process, the subtleties of smiles, the tension between opposites When the string's pulled taut enough to sing that song Hum, hiss, kiss, wink, the beat lives on