Wondering what’s on the other side of a bad dream
Wake up palms sweating – now I stutter in movie scenes
You say you want the truth but bend a knee to the vaccine
If all you need’s a signature, why don’t you ask me

It’s me again, writing so that I can find the median
Waiting for my day to shine on stage as a comedian
The spotlight is too bright so I only want the medium
Find me looking nonchalant in anything you see me in

Wonder what’s the motive, what’s the purpose, what’s to gain
We wander through the ocean while I’m floating through the change
We wonder you made the change when it all feels the same
If the mind is not the brain then paint me numb as novacane

There’s a message in a bottle that I left when I was overseas
Check the box if you agree to hope for those who know defeat
Sign the dotted line if you’ll expose the soul that sewn the seed
Don’t be afraid to go release your hold to show you hold the keys

I’m over ease but only when I’m underneath the sabbath
Explain the meaning when I over analyze what’s average
Half of the madness is morphing growing absent
Reciting bad habits at the same rate as attachment

I latch on to the idea of endless possibilities
Doubting my abilities to live life like a trilogy
Tranquility is possible if you read bedtime soliloquies
Expect the unexpected and correction forms divinity