White noise in my head

Dead ends I feel misled

No switch to turn it off

How could I carry on?

Impulse force applied

Thoughts and heart align

Chaos is ruling here a jungle of ideas

Take time to face my fears

And tell a beautiful tale

Of desert storms and hurricanes

Of crushing waves and yesterdays

A tale about all that will remain

Confusion in my mind

I start to fall behind

Take a risk connect the lines

Catch all the flying kites

Replace the dark with light

And tell a beautiful tale

Of spring and misty autumn rains

Of venom running through my veins

A tale about all that can be named

A tale that can’t be fought

Of genius minds and humble souls

Of life beyond control

Of criminals and clericals

A tale about all that can’t remain

About all that can’t be named

A tale about all that can’t be changed