Art Intimidating Life - The Ruins of my Mental Empire: Part Fifty-Five

i invest my time
thinking about
the butterfly effect

sleeping with the devil
is the only way
to fuck with god

im scared to think
so i'll keep talking
im scared to talk
so i'll keep thinking
- eventually i won't have to do either

the diary of the sane man
stumbled upon
by the mad-man

chain smoking incense sticks

a break through
in thought -
and in cloud

every piece of music
is played in synch
with something
that's taking place
somewhere

all my floating day-dreams,
aimless and carefree
- clouded by dreamers

at the end of the world
the sun-set
will finally get it's due recognition

spend the night alone -
or waste it
with someone else

the violin
plays
for everyone

soon this whole city
will be nothing but
one big speed-hump

guide-dogs
walk themselves

if you only live once
you only die once
- but you'll never be happy

walking home from work
the work colleague
sees me drinking alone

national parks
are like
Mother Nature's breast implants

bearded man
- it's okay for you
to drink alone

beautiful stranger
- you can pass through
my life anytime

the hairdresser
performs his craft
- slightly depressed

the hard part
is getting people
to save me
without getting people
to help me

the hard part is
saving people
without helping them

my beer sweats warm
- eavesdropping the chatter-girls,
i wear the sunglasses

some things in life
are no trouble -
pull up a seat sometime

the secret friendship
goes unnoticed
across the table-chatter of friends

treat them mean,
keep them keep -
and pretend you're a decent guy

my heart's a joke -
my mind is laughing,
but my soul doesn't get it

i sit at this bar alone,
with memories
in every empty seat

now i have a future,
the pretty girls
seem so serious

i drink alone
i think alone
- i write for you

the mona lisa
was such
a poser

the mona lisa
drank alone

the fear of offending
is the great burden
art must overcome

life is crowded
i am busy
- art is solitary

to be misunderstood
is a sign that
you're on the right path



if life is perfect,
you're fooling yourself
if everything is fucked,
sit down and have a drink
if you're content,
go to bed - you have to work tomorrow