Comforting the Disturbed and Disturbing the Comfortable

Coyotes lurking on Sunset Blvd have become self aware
Last night one stopped just to ask me
«Is it true, you’ve stared at the abyss?»
I said «Yes, yes… of course I have, but was so let down when it just stared
back
So I buried my songs in the backyard.»
The coyote gave a coy smile and said «The very thing you observe becomes the
master that you serve»
Ahh, danger! It’s so exciting and damn if it ain’t fun though
That is until there’s a payphone at the psych ward that knows me by my first
name
That is until there’s a payphone at the psych ward that knows me by my first
name now
True
Blood rush
Slow breath
The weight of things I can’t control!
Blood rush
Slow breath
The weight of things I can’t control!
I picked up my phone and called Augusta
She said that I’m too hard on myself
She said that things aren’t so bad after all y’know?
She’s right
Aching Anger and crushing boredom
It’s no wonder there’s a war
In my head that rages on
As I walk slowly through the store
Staring blankly, ugly vacant
Still at times I miss that life
In fleeting moments or in a romantic daydream
As I walk slowly through the store
You’re never going to change… you’ll always be the same… it’s pointless so
don’t try!
You’re never going to change… you’ll always be the same… besides who am I
to want a better life!!!
The coyotes down on Sunset Boulevard are self aware
Late last night, one stopped and asked me
«Have you stared at the abyss?»