Build a business and a sand castleBe a father and a daddyTurn me on and turn on a recordFind my soul and find me fascinatingMake love and make dinnerIncite laughter or a revolutionFix a drink and a squeaky floorHold on forever and never hold me backDive deep and drown me with your love
Turn me on and turn on a recordFind my soul and find me fascinatingMake love and make dinnerIncite laughter or a revolutionFix a drink and a squeaky floorBuild a business and a sand castleBe a father and a daddyHold on forever and never hold me backDive deep and drown me with your love
Chipping away at the rotted woodTo replace it with newBleaching and blanching the exposed beamTo kill any parasite still living to rot out the foundation of all that’s been builtSanding to the coreHard to breathe, hard to kneel, hard to seeHas it all been cleaned, cleared of its flaws?No way to know until it’s too…
When it all seems brokenAnd lost to rotThe mold has come.Chip itScrub itBleach itBlanch itSand itFind itThere’s a foundation still thereIt’s covered in filthand tough to seeBut I know that it’s thereI believe that it’s good.
Storge. Philia. Agape. Eros.Yes.It’s that kind of love.Unparalleled, unprecedented.The kind that tears down wallsAnd builds bridges.Gives modesty to the sinnerAnd peace to the berserker.Creating joy from nothingnessAnd softens my browDefacing the facade of laughterTo replace it with pure joyAnd virginal smilesAnd love for all mankindEven more so love for just one manWho offers his soul…
I’m through the looking-glassAnd into the rabbit holeFantasizing about youAnd getting curiouser and curiouser…
Sneak off to meand run awayjust for a dayor maybe a week. Give me a momentor two or threeto carry me throughuntil my dreamsand fantasiesbe rechargedto wait for thee. Offer me a tasteof what my future holdsand let me knowwhat joy it will beto be near youbody, mind and soul.
Impatience is a virtueI swear that it’s trueYou’ve been told to waitFor love or hateWith imperceptible zealAnd passionless faceSimply expecting whatMay or may not come withoutResentment or distress. But I say impatienceProves my hope,My faith, your love.Proves I know the wayAs I commit to a future realWishing not to waitFor what is true today.
Crawling from the desertSun scorched, sand burnedSkin dry and crackedMy soul more damagedThan my body Could it be aFertile valleyLush with promiseServing all my needsIn perpetuityTo satiate my wantsAnd dreamsThat I never breathed. God save meIf it be merely an oasisAs I’ll never leaveAnd not find paradise. God come for meIf it be a mirage…
You want to serve meTo make joy and peaceAnd create happiness. What if all it takes isTo serve me anything?Even basura wouldOverwhelm me What if you needn’tCook it or plate it?Talking about it wouldOverwhelm me What if you don’tHave to tell me?Thinking of me wouldOverwhelm me. What if you don’tHave to think of me?But just…