Crazy Talk

Hello, sage stranger
Lend me your ear
Sit back now and hear

Rub raw each healing layer
Old hat, new head
You sir, are not my friend

Pull back the hammer
Keep pressure that trigger
Just watch my soul stagger

I purge the dark
Wounded and desperate
Images assault me, please just stop it!

My guided torture
Voluntary scheduled punishment
Repetitious lessons ferment

The predictability fades
Our standing date
The fervor abates

Today, sage sir
My tale is not tragic
When did this happen, all of this magic?

Rational Reason Reigns?
There is no catastrophe?
Well, that's new...let me introduce you, to me

From months into years
You sit in your seat, I'll sit in mine
Our positions well defined

The words aren't always sunny, but it doesn't always rain
And I feel so real in this skin
Good sir, do you feel pride when you see us win?

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