Squirm

At first the light discovers weakness In the curtains I have nailed to the wall Eyelids release and I am certain I can answer to the call Although I'm beached upon polluted shores I whisper complex overtures Composed as themes to secret wars on entropy I squirm I drink my cup of drugs Tie my boots at the bottom of the hill Which does not bludgeon my resolve But rather fortifies my will I try to rake the leaves consistently Learn to accept the mystery Yearn to bloom out of the misery And find my soul And feel its form And then grab hold Inside this storm And don't stop moving Keep unfolding It's not losing I am golden I am now Where nothing can cut me down And nothing can fell me And nothing to which I am bound And no one can sell me shit You know I squirm like a fish on the shoreline Turn from the man getting rich on the poor Learn from the rube in the que to the Bergheim Only to be burned like that at the door Like: "what's that?" A life devoid of crests But to avoid a trough Is just a line I will not go out flat, I'll go to bat While haning from the vine I never wait around a waiting place Nor rat around a rodent race I dance my way through time and space And find my soul And feel its form And then grab hold Inside this storm And don't stop moving Keep unfolding It's not losing I am golden I am now Where nothing can cut me down And nothing can fell me And nothing to which I am bound And no one can sell me shit