I see the wonder and magic and passion and pain, say the wonder (of the unknown) and the magic (of the possible) and the passion (dreaming is passion) and the pain (life is pain), say what?, say what?, say why are you repeating yourself (say why are you repeating yourself?) that's what I asked, why I asked and who wants to know, who wants to, really, who is really listening really listening, and speaking of listening, is the unspoken word ever heard, say the word, is the unspoken word ever heard...

with my eyes I see death approaching ever closer every day with the pain of decay of decay that's the way with the failure of tissues to regenerate regenerate dissintegrating life from within that is aging fading pages of the book, take a look, it's the book that you're writing every day in your way you are writing and inviting all your readers follow leaders it's your readers that validate your presence in this living you are giving in your way as you decay and say hooray with your voice it's your choice for you can play and create fun even as you are dying I'm not lying even if it sounds absurd to your ears what's the word what do you hear, say the word, tell us what you have heard...

with my eyes I see so many choosing to see the dark side, to see the hard ride, to be self-denied, to get off the ride and not know they have died as they get off the ride of life they stop living and instead of giving they choose to give up and wallow in pity and create misery and I don't know why they choose to die when they seem so afraid to die maybe it's because they are more afraid to live afraid to be afraid to be independently responsible responsible for everything they do every choice every meal every day every night every love every fight every wrong every right every dark every light every black every white every loose every tight every cream every kite every pain or delight every glee every fright every bliss every blight every goal every quite every caress or bite every low every height every wimp every might every dream every plight every loss or invite every blind every sight even if you never ever acknowledge or admit this is it...

hey world, why are you lying curled in a ball, fingers curled, you're so small, in your fear, hiding fear, as if nobody can see, but we see, we see you, we see everything you do, as you run, as you hide, as you fear, as you fear, as you suddenly disappear as if you were never there and pretend no one sees as you wrap in your rap and your tune in your cocoon as if you never knew what is true, do you think that just because you close your eyes that no one can see you?...

with my eyes I see a world with it's head in the sand for fear of living fear of dying fear of feeling fear of sharing fear of touching fear of everything they've been told to be afraid of and yes afraid of love and fear of up above fear of sunshine fear of rain, did I mention fear of pain?, fear of everything they feel fear of being, being real, fear of wonder fear of magic fear of passion fear of pain say fear of wonder (unknown wonder) fear of magic (possible) fear of passion (dreams are passion) fear of life (life is pain), did I mention fear of pain?, say again, fear of pain, (did I mention fear of pain?), life is pain, say again (did I mention fear of pain?) and I don't know why people die before they die...

or do I?...

with my eyes I see the wonder and magic and passion and pain, say the wonder (of the unknown) and the magic (of the possible) and the passion (dreaming is passion) and the pain (life is pain), say what?, say what?, say why are you repeating yourself (say why are you repeating yourself?), have you heard a single word?, say agin, it's the fear, they is what you need to hear, it's the fear, it's the fear, that keeps you from being here, it's the fear, it's the fear, that leaves you so unaware, it's the fear, it's the fear, that reduces you to tears, it's the fear that makes you blind, it's the fear that makes you unkind, the fear that you unwind to wind yourself up in knots and waste yourself hiding away in the dark every day afraid to come out to play pretending you care about what I say even when you fear what I say, say what? tied up in a knot, say what? you know say what you got say what say what say what? who is really listening really listening, and speaking of listening, is the unspoken word ever heard, say the word, is the unspoken word ever heard...