Anticipate...
Anticipate the storm
Anticipate the norm
Anticipate the gut
The reason,
The knowing
and the telling...
...but, but
Never anticipate
The, the reaction
The response
The cry
The plea
For destruction
Desolation
Of the soul,
Of the mind,
Of the all out brutality
Brought forth from the source
The reason...
...the...
...Knowing...
...................................................
Never tell me,
Tell me what is real,
What I must feel.
Don't insist that I don't know
Or say it's a figment of my mind.
This seems more real, more true
Than the illusion
Confusion
People call reality,
The true insanity,
The blur
The whirl
Which they scramble
To touch
Taste
Understand
Only to know it was already gone.
Anticipate the norm
Anticipate the gut
The reason,
The knowing
and the telling...
...but, but
Never anticipate
The, the reaction
The response
The cry
The plea
For destruction
Desolation
Of the soul,
Of the mind,
Of the all out brutality
Brought forth from the source
The reason...
...the...
...Knowing...
...................................................
Never tell me,
Tell me what is real,
What I must feel.
Don't insist that I don't know
Or say it's a figment of my mind.
This seems more real, more true
Than the illusion
Confusion
People call reality,
The true insanity,
The blur
The whirl
Which they scramble
To touch
Taste
Understand
Only to know it was already gone.