The Collected Works

There was a tempest roaring in the deep blues

There just to put the revolution in you

You compared the cost of the war

With walking into a wall

Thought we saw you coming, including me

The empty bottles of coup de tat have chilled me

You repeat the same for years like

The kind of entrance you'd have

Expected

From the collected works of exits

And you have defended the chemistry of the divide

But careful wallops of conversation aside

A beat too late, and it's gone

A twist on natural law

Then you arrive with an impact rivaling science

A sealed, delivered, a gift of the magi signed

To my old friend, the new

Who dropped in recently

Unexpected

From the collected works of exits

You faked your way through legend and into the black

Your careful wallops of conversation stacked

And tall, so high that you thought

Here is the entrance I'd have

Expected

From the collected works of exits

From the collected works of exits

From the collected works of exits