One on a list Just too hard to resist though I may not be missed I won't be easy to forget Took a shot at the mystery and swimming in bliss took a minute to kiss but didn't ever worry I'll hurry home again, I guess unless you hold onto some hope of us as more than guest and host All those days in the woods advertising for good doing all that I could but couldn't ever dare to hope Incredibly true there was the fire and you came home again where you knew me and it wasn't scary I'm rarely anywhere that I can't bear to be and early on I knew that this time I got lucky.

Don't let it get to you we all know what you're going through the last thing that we need's to lose another guiding light like you Don't think you have to choose eternity or daily news God's no different from the dirt that's clinging to your Sunday shoes But know I'm a liar and though you're a loner know I'm only here to help There's no such thing as money well spent and no good reason to repent how easily we do forget that we are all the same accident Look around you'll find the best of us make fear their friend "How?" you ask, my friend the answer's in the mountains and the ants and in the elephants, dahlias and pirhanna fish the moon, the breeze, our books, our hands you never have to look any further than Realia, the all is never greater than Realia the all is only ever in Realia when will we ever learn Don't forget that making sense is something made up in the mind Don't forget that being good is nothing more than being kind You can't expect to get your way The only way to be alive is if you set out every day ready to die Everything you'll ever be is here right now for you to see Nothing could be more important or could come more easily A simple truth that set me free there's something out there bigger than me of course, in and out don't mean a thing not to the pebbles in the stream not to a dying battery a blade of grass, a galaxy the freshly cut banana tree is equal here and now to you or me Realia, the all is never greater than realia the all is only ever in realia when will we ever learn All I said is what I meant that we are all the same accident the pieces may be burnt or bent but we are all one accident it's only an idea, and so it may be real but only inasmuch as you know how it makes you feel and feeling's just another little way that we forget that we are all the same accident

I don't wax wise I just talk shit But it's a pretty good fit I'm addicted to trying to quit As a kid I smoked cigs to be cool and it worked alright I was the biggest badass in my preschool not anymore now I'm just another boring explorer addicted to being a foreigner Like my father before me I carry our name a very large frame and exactly zero game but that's okay, no big loss You know a lot of cats pounce and don't got claws a lot of cooks cook but can't make sauce and I can simmer for hours The sweet and the sour The butter and flour The Tao is not a superpower but it's got me everything that I could ever want so far Hard to say but I think things are going to change Tragedy doesn't really seem all that sad to me Suffering is something at least bad as it may be The show goes one and even with the hydrogen bomb we play along like it ain't all wrong I need a new theme song This is not a comedy Raiding the costume shop before prom Used to love the drama Standing in the street screaming lovesick obscenities at long-legged young ladies always waiting for the world to disintegrate So who's got time to hate? I learned to give head one fateful night in the very same church parking lot where I first learned to ride a bike Might be time to wander to the other side Licorice and salvia, well do you notice how my favorites are always on sale what does that tell you? Pale moon hangs low and swells over smoke tails trailing off the fires of rubbish piles In the style of the Danish Lord I sort out my sordid story out loud in a country where they've never heard a minor chord What you whining for? I think I'm starting to believe the Buddha was just bored and why is it the ones who have the most who always want more? Come toast to the opposite shore May it always be around to give us something to shoot for All we'll ever be is wrinkles in the sheet Too young to be anything close to somebody Undone like the knot in my tongue after a little rum You're going to hate to hear me say it, son but fun is overrated It's as played as looking out for number one Is it crude to speak truth to beauty Cause truly you are one beautiful bag of blood and bones and such or is that too much? I know I swore I'd never be rich and yet I'm not yet rich enough a pinch of snuff a puff piece on page one and the campaign was done Chapter One: God made mud and some of it got to sit up and I am just a little bit of that lucky mud We're finding finally without a lot of energy a side of the decider that you scientists will never see It's not about reality cause that's just as illusory as beauty in a magazine or money won through usury The losers will unite against you giants of philosophy and I will be eternally condemned for my verbosity It's hard to see the end but then what makes you think that there's an end to see?

Ginger says she’s sorry to keep me up She’ll never settle down but you gotta love it I wish you all the luck Ginger says she still hasn’t had enough Another couple days in the awful rut and then we’ll get you back on the good stuff, just hang tough She only loves me for the warmth that I provide But she keeps me safe at night and we don’t ever fight Except when she’s right She’s only lovely when you’ve known her for a while That all-accepting smile, decidedly too wild To stay inside Ginger says she’s tired almost all the time It’s only when she’s hunting that she feels alive Stepping out at night and shutting her eyes to the light Ginger says she really doesn’t even care Laying on the grass brushing her hair like all that mattered was fresh air, I’m there She only loves me for the meals that I can buy But she keeps me safe at night and she don’t ever cry Except when she’s right She’s only lovely to a certain kind of eye It’s the one that I provide, and we do just fine