Here and Now

There is little I can prove
in this small world of mine.
In fact, I would go so far as to say
I can prove nothing.
I can be told, shown, touched in ways
that will give me the answers to the world.
But what will I hear, see, feel?
I will only receive what I want and need.
And time? It is a glorious
and confusing thing.
I do not know what will happen
in 12 seconds, nor can I prove what's been.
I only have knowledge that
I can know. It's this
small world of mine.
It's here and it's now.

A Question Mark On Everything

All I know is
all I know?
I used to think
that was right.
However,
I don't know
anything.
I see the walls,
the windows,
the bed and doors.
I don't even know them
anymore.
Did I ever know?
I don't know.
Nothing's quite real,
but I'm not scared
to be lost.
Maybe knowledge
is nothing more than
an idea?
Reality may be nothing more
than perception?
The only reality I have
is now, and even then
I just don't know.

It Is Today

It was meant to be bad,
it was meant to be worse.
It was meant to be time
to write the final verse.

It was meant to be dark,
dreary, grey, miserable.
It was meant to be a day
all kinds of terrible.

So what happened?
I'll tell you what. The sun
came out to lighten the day.
Suddenly, it was happiness come.

The stars shot out across
the midnight sky.
What happened? Today
was the day of you and I.


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Who Cares Where It Came From?

KABAM!
It came from out
of nowhere.
Faster than sound,

quicker than light,
bigger than anything;
it's completely nuts,
but you're my everything.

There are things you
can't plan, or understand.
But it all makes sense,
I can't fall ever again.

With you here,
my life will go bananas.
But this way?
I wouldn't have it any other.


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You

Every now and then
the world will go bananas.
Every now and then
the people will go crazy.
It's not easy to be,
but it's harder to not.
Look up and yell?
Look down and scream?
Neither's wrong
and both aren't right.
So what's correct?
Nobody knows.
I make my friends,
scared witless that
they'll forget me.
I try to conform,
to be normal
in a loopy world.
In the end,
I'll just lose me.
So stick it to the norm,
I'll look for what's best.
I know what's best for me,
and it's you. I'll be
told I'm wrong;
I'm used to it.
I don't care what I'm told,
as long as you're there.

The Other Side

 
Pumping it up
and playing it loud,
standing down here
with the silver clouds.

Ain't too sure
on which way is up,
but for me,
I am enough.

I could always get better,
always improve.
I could be different,
original, new.

I've got two options
ahead of me;
just stare at the light
or take the leap.

The cloud is safe,
and right now it's here.
If I take the leap,
I may face my fear.

So what should I do?
Should I jump and pray?
Yes, the light will be there
any which way.

I'll take what I know
and face what I don't.
I'll be by myself, but
I won't be alone.

I'll be pumping it up
and playing it loud,
falling down there
through the silver clouds.


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The Finch Is There

Time and time again
we will fall.
Tests and trials are given
to all of us.
We will weep and curse,
but joy cometh in
the morning. For some
strange reason,
He is there and
will not give up on us.
I have fallen to the end
and I see the beginning of
a new day. I see the beginning
of a glorious day.


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