ZoakoTHEgreat

Painted faces, post posed poise Another year a deceptive yield Care not to claim this domino But it's too true to outfield Wrought ripples in the pond Hale but haunted hollow head Doves descend,all see a frond Fond depth scum my fiction red Dancers all 'round in doily attire Attribute all unhindered in lot My dappled orations die,expire Primed, I pirouette...I gavotte Grasping the raw strings of my mug Perhaps its for the best the I am silent Hidden heart a cloudy height of night sheep Black among all those sunny of day, fair fawns

Yo, you may think you have it all, and your art can never fall Well give a-listen, I said a listen right now Boy ya think you so cool but you actin like a fool So give a listen, yeah a listen right now Girl you think you just fine, so wrapped up in yo mind An' say your drawin's way above par But listen here to me, maybe then you will see A lil' planin' goes a right way far What would Michel's chapel be, if foresight had not he An' he jus' up an' winged it as he go? What would the Ninth Symph' sound, if played it to the ground No practice for a fair maestro? I say [CHORUS]: Journalin, journalin Do yo practice right now Jour

Bullshit in gossamer and gilded trappings Box of chocolates, candy wrappings A vapid little love poem, concocted Absent of pure compassion Conceited conspirings contrived to court Lust label'd love, to leeward state, liar lead Hustler flaunting to play up case plead Seduction of the weak willed desperate "Fair is foul and foul is fair" Fuck this frail, failing façade Lovers true, few upon the way Happy Valentine's Day

 Behold America, a mere television set Stubborn spouse saying I'll fix it yet Aye, ad nauseam attended audience  Liken to intoxed, imbecilic non-silence  So say, have he the will  Savvy not, yet so say he still Reaped watchers waylaid ways  Rising ratings and ruling bill Screen in icy stasis, static cling Every epicycle dazed to days Episodes e're the same old thing Only elephant and ass ascend in the ring Art thou the children now learned and chaste Case, that we maybe, fix the television at last?

Time is such a terrible thing to waste And do so I, oh so very often Somehow, a smile upon my face Where wonton and weary way Of pleasures picked of everyday To sow and assure the seed See it sprout into what I need Is so troubling a trial 'Round finding myself Down in doldrum denial It's not just a river Meandering in the desert heat But an emblem of mine affliction That 'round daily I repeat Haziness of the lazy high Such that I can only sigh Facing future further bleak Wrought my wellness like wood Whittled bare to breaking weak Each night and day to creep Sagging self confidence Melting heavy to mire heap I know ther

To cast the bones Again from where they lay My soul it moans I'd give the world to see that day Set light righteous rule Brought down from Sinai Wyrd wrought wretched cruel Smile stained upon my face a lie Dove dearly departed Slaughtered striving to survive Folly of the fainthearted Forever fallen, living not alive To cast the bones Again from where they lay My soul it moans I'd give hte world to see that day

Hell froze over today, it's true But you don't really believe me Do you? I know it's so But it could be a lie in your mind You think I seek to exploit You see only through the wheel That these mice toil over Round they go And you don't know If you'll ever trust again Your uncertainty Corrodes and rusts My boiler heart again I can't sleep Even when I am asleep When this is the attitude That you keep Hell froze over tonight And you think with all the promise We'd be alright But no you fight me in The ice cube fire Your eyes see ever A distorted view Refracting utopian splendor In dystopian quagmire It's hard to bre