Television man

The words that you speak
have no effect,
no effect on the leak baby,
the leak which cant be plugged,
ive got a glass wall around my flaws,
and i cant be tugged,
tugged or pushed or shoved honey,

I'm immovable as a mountain
you fill me with wisdom water
youre pretty as a fountain
you fill me with the right stuff love,
but i cant hold on,
i cant contain or retain or sustain
like a cieling with no walls
its the hollow that i maintainim certain that im in pain


You're short relief,
like a drug that is divine
but only till it runs out
when it runs out, the fun's out
the relief seeps and the sadness creeps
the eye weeps and the heart leaps,
leaps out without a parachute,
falling with gravity
its the brevity thats at the root,

The levity that cannot hide the shivers aynymore
the questions that rock our soul's core
the answers we want to find but never face
crawling ever so slowly,
afraid we might reach the right pace,
the pace at which the I meets the me
the place that we never want to be

never even in thoughts or dreams
not even in all the grand schemes
where nothing seems to matter
nothing, not even me, not you,

not the plans we make with the smiles we fake,
the hearts we break with the liberties we take,
the times we wait for the ones we hate,
the nights we lie awake 'cause of the ache
nothing matters, nothing at all
a waste of infinite space
for your sake.