Mutiny

Well, let’s be rid of our obsessions, don’t you agree?
Why be so obsessed over every little thing?
Every little thing?
Every little thing?
Every little thing?
Don’t play and keep us going on in the true moment
These are, these are the bulk of our life
What brings, what brings us pleasure and strife?
And I write, I write to you now
Exorcising, exorcising desires that make me ill
Tendencies bring me to my knees and always slip away
We are bound by unreal chains, are one and the same
One and the same
One and the same
Don’t play and keep us going on in the true moment
In all honesty, I desire desire
I am ungrounded by the wings
Oh, ha, the ineffable
I have nothing to say to you