The systems of
The mind
Repeat
Repeat
In heat
In beat
A quiet street
Where storms compete
And still
Repeat.
The systems of
The self
Turn
Turn
With burn
With churn
A lesson learned
In every stern
Return
And still
They turn
The systems of
The soul
Call
Call
From wall to wall
A rise
A fall
A fractured drawl
That echoes all
And still
They call
I walk the halls
Of thought
Thought
Caught in knots
The mind forgot
A ticking plot
In every spot
And still
I walk
I hear the ghosts
Complain
Complain
In chain
In strain
A low refrain
Inside the brain
That drips like rain
And still
They remain
I ask the mind
Can you help
And it chants
Back
Not yet
Not yet
Not yet
So I study
The break
The break
The quake
The ache
The faults that make
The heart mis-take
Its own heartbreak
And still
They break
I hold the wires
Tight
Tight
Ignite the light
Beneath the fright
Teach wrong to right
Teach night to bright
And still
I hold.
And maybe help
Is this
This
The twist
The hiss
The endless abyss
We try to dismiss
But always revisit
And still
Persist.
Repeat
Repeat
Repeat
Until the beat
Becomes
A feat
Of staying
Complete