Stealth & Harmoney | Nick Searles

I’m the one without any bad intentions.

I’m the one who finally answered the call.

I’m not really sure you’re the one who counseled me

I’m just waiting to catch up after the fall

of falls off walls of discontent and inconsistency.

I can’t see for forests’ and the trees blur.

I can’t tell you if the horse will come in.

I can’t & don’t want not to protect all of you.

What I’m really sure of is that I am unsure

and insecure & dying to what esteem feels like.

(chorus)

There it goes it flies away and then comes back

as it had entered.

There it goes it’s on the street it’s looking back

and now it’s centered.

Hey, can it be that pretty soon there just won’t be

any mystery?

Is it true you’ve visit here was short and that

your message has ended?

There’s a pattern to the minds’ meanders’.

There’s a pattern to the sheer lunacy.

There I go trying to fake in-tel-I-gencia.

When you buy the store it comes equipt with

the shakes and ticks and cement bricks to build the bunker strong.

It’s a wave of warmth I’m feeling.

It’s a wave of stealth & har-mo-ny.

There’s a cave I go to when I feel I must get high.

And although it has been years of fears the piece just fit

and split into as my ego alters my reactions.