i'll never

i thought i could bring myself
to the edge of my dream-- where the sidewalk ends
and i finally am free to walk into the air, on my own path
away from you
away from it
away from all the constructs of society

but the most architectually sound construct
is the one that makes no sound
the one that makes itself known by abounding
around my conciousness

and eveloping me in it's sticky sweet tar
telling me again and again, "stay, stay, stay,
i am the way". . .

but your sidewalk is cracked
and i refused to stay walking down a crooked road
with you

saw off these handcuffs
that have attached me to my bicycle
it might have been fun to ride
for a short time
but it's bringing me too far away from where my soul wants to be

so set me free
and open my mind to some new dreams
unlock it from the box you've pent it up inside of
the box of your own restrictions, glue. . .
the glue that is you. . .

water pours down over me
like a tidal wave
i am saved

like no other moment, i am born again now
alone in a brand new world
i can rebirth any time i need to
any time i need to get away from you
... grab the scuba gear
and dive into a new ocean
or grab the towel
and dry off my sopping soul
or else be pruned by you

oh that i'll never do