A Joy In All I Can See

All's quiet, except for this song.

So maybe while I'm not together I can feel like I'm not alone

And somewhere off in the distance, rapidly advancing, is an onslaught of sorts

Young sirens wail with a skewed sense of glory

And the lions in the cages roar at the memory of flight

And there's a joy, a joy in all I can see.

A joy, in every possibility.

And all around this is a great, great feeling

American rockets red-glared our most

Disgusting triumph

And in passing I am asked: do you believe in a god?"

I shrug off the answer and continue to get high in this terror of no explanation

I am looking for a faith

My panic is an only reason

And there's a joy, a joy in all I can see

A joy, in every possibility