Violence and Stupidity

Maybe if I just try hard enough, nothing bad will ever happen again

I do not want to think, therefore I do not want to am

Space is an imposition; I am just a new market ready to be plundered

Time is a punishment, a flat circle we ride forever

Cos the weather says it’s gonna be grey

I don’t know what I want, I don’t know what we’re allowed

Searching for a break in the sky

Or even just some rain, any sign that things might change

With violence and stupidity, sometimes in my dreams you hurt me

I guess I just want a figurehead for things too big to see

What use are parallel hells when our sentences never collide?

At the dawn of everything, did you know the word for world is forest?

Maybe nothing good will ever happen again

But that’s not so crushing anymore

Patience with the garden

Our seeds will grow in time

A winter is not an ending

All will bloom again