I Believe

In these times of contention
It’s not my intention to make things plain
I’m looking through mirrors
To see the reflection that can’t be mine
I’m losing control now
I’ll just have to slow down a thought or two
I can’t feel the future
And I’m not even certain that there is a past
I believe in the workers' revolution
And I believe in the Final Solution
I believe in
I believe in
I believe in the shape of things to come
And I belive I’m not the only one
I blieve in
I believe in
When I poison my system
I take thoughts and twist them into shapes
I’m reaching my nadir
And I haven’t an idea what to do
I’m painting by numbers
I can’t find the colors to fill you in
I’m not even knowing if I’m coming or going
To end or begin