Anxious rhythm beat, I paint and write to no end, Peace and a still breath.
Three beats and silent, Sit on top of the world, Watch the mountain grow.
Flash, back to “simple times” and a lie of self. Add here, nostalgia.
Making me nervous, People fear democracy, Why? Don’t fear truth.
A painting and a Photograph hang on the wall, Both are all you have.
Perfection today, One mistake is forever A chain on the heel.
Never hit and run, Never lie just to get by, Perfection today.
Art can set us free, Yes we all can be artists, Art will set us free.
Yes, man is nature, Man is the risk to nature. Suicide is man.
Nature is what’s true, Man is the risk to nature. Nature is better.
Cocoa say, “Man Dumb” Cocoa, you have no idea. Nature is what’s true.
What are we doing? We are such and only such, We are all and not.
Ah such so to be, Sound for the sake of sound, Finally hear me.