Panacea For The Poison

In my mind, I hold the passion, panacea for the poison
My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore
Sin flees from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships
As I float off to forever with these words upon my lips
No, I never asked for nothing, and that’s just what I got
As my pride dies before I do, as I fall, I’m also caught
I wasted many days chasing brightly gleaming streams
As I fold into your presence do I now know what it means
We could get old and talk at the same time when we tell stories
If we let go, impossible names rhyme in elegant poetry
But I dabbled in everything; it inundates my small town
I refuse the offers extended, waiting for God now
I’ve never asked for nothing audible, so when the walls fall down
And spin like waterwheels, I’ll pray for something logical
So when we all drown, I can cover bald spots with yarmulkes
Drawn from extra-dimensional sources like in comic books
Choose your own adventure; I’m obsessing like a drug fiend
Fantasies of actors clandestinely having sex in love scenes
But why not amateurs openly sharing joy in sex scenes?
Stand clear while I soak in this treasure trove of a wet dream
I can’t tell what my problem is or even if there is one
Sail the celibacies much sooner than commitment
Escaping minor shake-ups but keep bracing for the big one
To make the choices obvious and save us from decisions
In my mind, I hold the passion, panacea for the poison
My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore
Sin flees from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships
As I float off to forever with these words upon my lips
No, I never asked for nothing, and that’s just what I got
As my pride dies before I do, as I fall, I’m also caught
I wasted many days chasing brightly gleaming streams
As I fold into your presence do I now know what it means
I juggled whimsy in a fire fight with the inner light of fire flies
Watched dusk go indigo and blush into a silent night
Birthed immaculate concepts from a pregnant pause
In the august of my righteousness, just waiting for the fall
The greater and the small, all for one and one for all
For all the S.O.S'ing, we will rise to the call
I’ve bitten the hand that feeds and found myself bleeding
Hereby, I’ll only need what I need
But need’ll get me out of my groove, so I move to different tunes
Sunning in the warm weather by the light of distant moons
Thirst statement inundation bring the monsoon
Seasoned with the spectacle of people finding tools
Appetite has grown fools; empires have sown rules
Let’s throw out the cravings and things with no use
People dropping jewels; gems can’t shine like our light
To err is human, so the sky is our birthright
In my mind, I hold the passion, panacea for the poison
My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore
Sin flees from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships
As I float off to forever with these words upon my lips
No, I never asked for nothing, and that’s just what I got
As my pride dies before I do, as I fall, I’m also caught
I wasted many days chasing brightly gleaming streams
As I fold into your presence do I now know what it means
In my mind, I hold the passion, panacea for the poison
My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore
Sin flees from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships
As I float off to forever with these words upon my lips
No, I never asked for nothing, and that’s just what I got
As my pride dies before I do, as I fall, I’m also caught
I wasted many days chasing brightly gleaming streams
As I fold into your presence do I now know what it means