Nunemaker's Parable

There was a wanderer who found his way to God Or maybe it was Lucifer under some false facade Broken down and tattered Compound fractures in his sleeves Shoe soles nailed together But he never seemed to bleed With one desperate push His poor diaphragm forced out a plea He said: One home burned down, one fell apart One met a flood, and one was nothing from the start Weapons build against me, well they all seem to fail But weapons built against my home They always will prevail So leave me my liver and leave me my skin Leave me the way all those other homes did But leave me a soul, only by definition I don't want to feel anything My neurons are snapping like cat gut strings A symphony of agony I don't wanna hear and I don't wanna sing I don't wanna breathe incompletely I am mourning I am morning So break me anew Well, I'll find every sick fuck I can And I'll make them a deal With no conscience, I'll make money and I'll lie and cheat and steal And that money won't bring happiness But let me ask what does 'Cause I've found a place, and those sick fucks Well, they turned it to dust And if I can't have justice I might as well join the unjust The floorboards smelled like lemonade Prepared for our arrival The air was clean and crisp Just like a tonic for survival Well, I wrote my name in charcoal On the bathhouse where we cried So now I'm broken fundamentally And nobody gets why So give me what drugs you got, give me your meds Give me a cocktail to sedate my head Abandon all hope of my moral salvation They already took that from me The sky was an angel of morning's heat With languid, shiny curls of aquamarine And when I close my eyes and when I dare to dream When I think I might shatter completely I can feel them in my hands But I can't go back again My neurons are snapping like cat gut strings A symphony of agony I don't wanna hear and I don't wanna sing I don't wanna breathe incompletely I am mourning I am morning So break me anew Turns out that the god he found was just a little girl Sitting on a swingset Just a little girl She said "Mister, you look tired I will let you go, but first I think that what you're asking for It just might make things worse"