Periscopes (feat. Shaina Jones)

Need help looking around, looking around, looking around

You can use my periscope... my periscope

Looking around, looking around, don't be blinded now

You can use my periscope… my periscope

Looking around, looking around, oh looking around

You can use my periscope

My periscope (Yeah)

Well all things aside there is some hope

With the rest of the world saying that's all she wrote

Accusing eachother of miscounting votes

Choosing our favorites, without the rose

In this same boat, and we're all afloat

With Me and Mr. Jones, the Counting Crows

And a big yellow taxi on surrounding roads

We gotta keep perspective, the high and lows

World got me bogged down, staying in the trench

We trust social media to narrate these events

But what are we playing for

The World's making mistakes, we write em off as intent

Only when it affects us - we seem to repent

Friendly fire – don't know who we're drove against

Nothing accomplished when we say we're both correct

Fuming both ways, until we both eject

We come out worse, & reflect in text

And I digress, Just thinking out loud to unwind this mess

I digest everything that I have guessed

Let's look back at clocks, see what time has kept

For good bad or worse, man I'm in stress

No more listening to what Simon says

Walking up this road, as inclined it gets

Right now, focus on vibes I inject

Looking around, looking around, looking around

You can use my periscope. My periscope

Looking around, looking around don't be blinded now

You can use my periscope

My periscope

There is some hope, use my periscope

Laughing at eachother, we embarrass both

Favorite show, fly through a couple episodes

United us both, like we're Polaris flown

Taking turns, yeah the fairness shows

No pride in doing something under the sheriff's nose

Seats all around, act as no one's in the rows

Repeat back to me

Fuck it we're all just people

I don't want to get up here and have to write a sequel

We all have different definitions of peace and evil

But Ask this world, why we killed the Beatles

All this divide, what we choose to conceal

We should talk about it when we dine with meals

We forget whats fact and real, look up Barry Bonds and steals

After all the plus and minus equals

Fuck it take it what you will this is my perspective

I want people as their own, no mind collective

Ears and eyes receptive, peeling through the fine objectives

Hell this is what I do, I'm inventive

Just helping people see what their mind can send in

So encase the envelope, send in my direction

Let's talk about it, see if I want to sign the message

Erik Evans – hope you find receptive

Looking around, looking around, looking around

You can use my persicope

My periscope… my persicpe

Looking around, looking around

You can use my periscope

Just want you to look a little closer

Look beyond yourself