Chaos > Order (Redux)

Tonight, I’m not leaving well enough alone

We’ve fallen for this fiction that we’re even to the bone

I’m tired of screaming to the same incessant beat

Maybe if we rearranged this place we’d find some space to breathe

Face it, it hurts to learn you’ve been wrong all this time

A process that’s as fragile as dismantling the mind

I don’t claim the answers

But you’re made of straw

If you know what’s right then tell me why the ocean’s near the shore

It can’t be creation with no sign of intent

So wrapped up in your “living proof” that dies as you dissent

Revolt?

You’ve too much faith in those who seek control

With eyes wide

Focussed on the receiving end of lies

In this in reaction to distractions that are made to amplify?

I understand the anger but your candour, jeez, you must be fucking high

I’ve given up, tonight