Within An Island, Within An Island

my future depends on this throwback rhythm

my past depends on me

telling tall tales of living what i've yet to live

and what i'll never see

i can pace the ground forever

but my head is six feet under

meaningless words with heartfelt punctuation

the untold story of this burial's plot

...performed at breakneck speed

i stay close to like minded minds

with a distaste for themselves

and a lust for loose ends

because we're always leaving something undone

while someone is always leaving our homes alone

let's hope confidence never rears it's ugly face

our heads are already swollen

our hands are already full

we're moved by cocksure swaggers

and we're oh so sure of our cocks

i would shout this to my echo

but that would ruin the surprise

so the stage is taken with a skeptic's step

i'm knee deep in open eyes