look up from your novel, you can see its ten o'clock - you have been reading for some time
you like stories about people and you wish them all the best
and what if disasters happen, do you have a plan for later
stand in the shadows looking down on an imaginary city full of people you created for a play
now the fire’s dying out, and soon it will be time for sleep - dream about the people, and shed a tear for their misfortune
will they still be there when you wake up, or are the people sleeping too - you're gonna need a big eraser if you want to fix the continuity
you think know how they feel - you know what they always say - you can almost tell what's gonna happen to them all
they can't find their way back home - one won't ever leave the house - someone isn't feeling very well
now don't you worry and stay up so late you know they will take care of themselves if you let them
why don't you take a walk over the water and sit for a while and just think about nothing
and while you were waiting there you became angry and filled with the urge to just scatter your toys about
what is it about these books - when did you collect them all - who wrote all these comedies and what's so funny now?
never stop to think about - the ones who loved those characters – and what the fading memories of history will allow
every day you introduce different characters - some of them might be like you if you didn't know better
some of them think like you think - some of them do things that you wouldn't do
I hope you have mercy on all of their souls ‘cause they have no inkling for whom the bell tolls - whom the bell tolls
now you sit down with paper and pen and all the ideas that came to you in your sleep
who knows what dangers await and who knows what good fortune you might create for them
someone plays tricks on them - someone was not very nice to them
someone did not approve of their friends - and was that someone you again
will you save them from their fate - will you watch them fade away
will you give them words to speak - do you think they'll be ok
watch the factories built up and torn down - watch the deserts get turned into oceans
see how images made into idols might be forgotten in a just a few years
it was long ago - I walked among the subjects - hidden by silence - but I was just like them
all the fixations - and complications - all the states and nations - just don't have the patience
tearing up the contracts and striking down the laws
who cares how it ends up - might as well call your friends up- you can destroy each other - for all I care about it
I will let it happen- no sense in getting mixed up - no sense trying to fix up - that will surely serve them right
that will surely serve them right - oooh that will surely serve them right
I never want to have to justify the reason for the guns and the money to pay for them
the innocent are always left behind to suffer at the hands of the criminal underground
Gonna make you work around the clock and shovel all the money in the back of a private jet
Gonna take your house and repossess whatever we can get for whatever is left of it
you better not be trying to hide a single penny from the hands of the government bank machine
they're gonna find it anyways and when they do, they're gonna come for the rest and be done with it
they're gonna count to ten and then they want you out on the lawn with your hands in the zip ties
you better swim for land and hope to god you make it to the beach just ahead of the rip tide
you had big plans - you got rained out - I made sure of it - I made sure of it - know just the thing for fools like you – it’s just medicine that's what you get
who’s next in line - come get your pills - come sign your name - come sign your name - you like this stuff - everyone's the same - they drink it up
I don't like you, it’s no surprise - have no idea what I will do - you disappear, nobody cares - nobody knows, no consequence
don't raise your hand, I might call on you - you have no clue what I will do - what's that you say – it’s so unfair - when you find out it’s all downhill from here
I feel like I am always dreaming and picking up a lot of interference - a drop of water in a pitch-black sky announcing the coming of the rain
and when I get to chapter 10, I meet my enemy again - why do I think I know this man – I know these heartless plans
why does he take it out on me, he knows I that I mean well - they say that good intentions will pave the road to hell
who’s walking in my house – who’s breathing in my ear - I feel I know their names - they're not like all the rest
the stories start to blur - the pages start to burn- a crazy man who tried to tell a world that wasn't listening
he didn't care he left them there - a puff of smoke and he was gone - I almost thought that he was dead, but he returns in every song
a tale of loneliness and fire - it seems so hazy to me now - I cannot find that book again - I seem to have misplaced it
seem to have misplaced it - seem to have misplaced it - seem to have misplaced it – I guess I have misplaced it
you put out the fire and - walk the hallway to your room - now you put the candle out - everything is quiet and
diamonds turn to turpentine - all the liars fall in line - everybody's nobody - don't you wish you never
had to live through the - bad times that would never - seem to be over and - cry about your troubles
then they tore you down and you - swore that you would punish them - this was not expected they - tore you down to pavement and
left you there to figure out - how you might destroy them all – sleep may finally settle a - cross the empty room and
now it seems like the – victory of one is – only a tragedy – forced upon another
there is something wrong with this whole thing - something doesn't add up to me
something is broken somewhere - making a godawful racket - god damn the infernal unknown - the infernal unknown - the infernal unknown
always with the bullshit – never makes any sense
always try to get the last word – full of such intolerance
I will burn through every book - I will rip down every word - no one get one over on my watch - no one gets to tell me anything
I will silence you all - take you out of the world – I’ll remove you from history
you should listen to yourself – you sound like a petty god – cracking like a ship aground – floundering in heavy fog
I will ruin anyone – anyone that I can find – scurry between buildings and try to find a place to hide
just one more time – maybe it will be the last
only one god can decide – future, present, and the past
guess what you ridiculous sad and stupid people of the dust I got bad news
I am onto you and your catatonic robotic villainous corkscrew
try to fool me with the hat and the cane and the glasses with the x-rays see through
try again with the money and the guns and the holes in the bottom of your clown shoe
don't worry everything will even up - even if you don't get to see or feel enough
even if you still think that you deserve the prize - someday I know that you will realize
doesn't take much strength or skill to kill a man - doesn't take much wherewithal to kick the can
I have a feeling that there must be something in the book - I see it sitting on the shelf but I don't really want to look
I never want to know what really happened to me on the stage that night in the theater
and all I wanted was to vanish in the heat of the fire and the smoke like a whisper
I never thought that I'd be waking up here in the house in the wilderness
I never thought that I'd be writing depositions in the dark like a character witness
one day you're sitting in your library - you know the place so well but it's still full of mystery
what is this book and did you write this one yourself - somehow you never noticed this one on the shelf
my hands are shaky now - I start to wonder how - the story of a shattered man - would seem familiar to me
what was I thinking when - I created this disaster - somehow I don't recall - somehow I don't recall
one gun one fire one death one life to live is all that’s left – once that one’s gone - you will return to dust
one time one day one soul trapped inside a big machine – no afterlife for you to live - no word that you can trust
turn the page it seems so damned foolish - he's on fire and then he's floating away
you look so surprised to see them all - all the mourners crying at the wake
so sad for all of them – too bad it didn’t work out that well
tears may fall and never make a sound – like pennies thrown into a wishing well
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now the story might make sense - you are a god of this whole world
you compose the life and trial - and this one seems to be about you
why did you not know this all along - you created your destruction
you wrote your life and killed yourself again - now you live here in this empty house
all alone in your despair - killing off the characters again
you are the ending of this book you wrote - you have brought this fate upon yourself
now the tale of the loner with a pen - scribbling in a magic book alone
making puppets dance and jump around - you were pulling your own strings you know
you figured out your own escape
you could have made yourself a king
now you're just a lonely destroyer again