Drift Wood from CurRANT-Sea by BarbarianLunatic

Drift Wood

A morning like any other,
seemingly nothing about
to happen although what I pick up
is a piece of wood that's afloat.

"Drift Wood, Drift Wood", the wind has chimed
"Drift Wood, Drift Wood", the water sighed
"Drift Wood, Drift Wood", a human said,
while Drift-Wood thought "I am doing that anyway....."

You get what I'm saying? I need no support.
You act like I'm dying, but here I route
my way into heaven and back through hell
the story I'm telling is one fabulous tale.

It's a life that's recorded in all sorts of ways
I am drifting through reality, but cannot stay
One plain, two plains, three times four
what you do good has others bored!!!

Silently yearning, truthfully steep
The path wasn't chosen, it sucked me in.
The way that I'm going is out of here
the mind that is growing may disappear.

So where am I taken, and what should I do
are not to be answered, too big for you
are out of the question, for who really cares
as long as there's pleasure I'll pay my fare.

I'll do my deeds, although it seems dumb.
I'm looking for power to shine like the sun.
A beacon of hope that hates its job
a man that was freed, but can never give up.

"Drift Wood, Drift Wood", the wind has chimed
"Drift Wood, Drift Wood", the water sighed
"Drift Wood, Drift Wood", a human said,
while Drift-Wood thought "I am doing that anyway....."

So how free am I, If I'm stuck at this?
What is true freedom if you cannot exist?
If I have been destined to keep making art
then what is the story that you try to doubt?

What are the deeds that you think A.I.?
What is the world that is proud to be biased?
What are the moments that you cannot hide?
What is the truth that creates its own time?

Please abide from swearing. Fuck I think I must.
No I cannot stand this. Fuck is a word that won't last.
It is a word of modern times, while modern is just saying "Pride"
A man that cannot stand to sit, is one that has more strength than wit. (or is it)

The witty are currently chilling.
The stupid are still making art.
The dreams that we all have been living
are more and more turning to dust.

So give in, or give it up,
Ram Dass said that you can fast.
Ram Dass followed one old man
and in the end he could not stand.

So what is it you try saying?
Your words were nice, now I'm bored.
Your deeds looked like you're portraying
whatever it seems you have found.

"Drift Wood, Drift Wood", the wind has chimed
"Drift Wood, Drift Wood", the water sighed
"Drift Wood, Drift Wood", a human said,
while Drift-Wood thought "I am doing that anyway....."

The words won't rhyme, but here I flow
I'm drifting in my trusting boat
I see that it cannot be done
but what I know is "Hiking's Fun".

Is "I love seeing Nature!"
Is "I liked drinking wine!"
Is "if I could be patient,
then I would write in rhymes....."

Wait, WHAT? I am, I do,
so what was what's too much for you?
I twiddle tunes, you gobble up
and while you sit and watch I passed

a mountain, Nay two,
I am drifting along.
The tunes add up into a song
the words connect to what I sing,
and suddenly you stand and cheer....

You see that I have woken.
You feel like I am good.
There's something to acknowledge,
and Christopher loves food.

It is what I have seen, right?
Or why would I do art?
A vision hasn't freed me.
It showed me to be sun.

It showed me to be ancient
and twist in modern times
It said that I could be that
whatever I have done.

So drift along those tunes I've made.
See your self in times of hate
See how hate is energy
and try and make some art with me.

...I mean.....alongside me, for I ain't game
to sit with you and laugh and play
I am alone, most my life
you cannot get me, for I hike.

You cannot claim me, I am you
I twist around and shout at you
I keep you gone for you know not
how darkness is that which I want.

Darkness is my song for you
it is what spawns in me new tunes
it is what I have come to crave
and while you sit I stand and wave

"Drift Wood, Drift Wood", the wind has chimed
"Drift Wood, Drift Wood", the water sighed
"Drift Wood, Drift Wood", a human said,
while Drift-Wood thought "I am doing that anyway....."

Your bullshit is drifting past Mordor
Your nonesense is having a ball
your science gets bored of acting
like it understood what it spawns.

• Experimental
• Inspirational
• flowstate
• meditative
• spiritual
• transcendental
• transformational
• water
• Germany