And this is that shifting
Impossible perspective
That is the human condition
And this is that shifting
Impossible perspective
That is the human condition
Close my eyes to sleep
In variegated stages of
The multiplicity of ways
By uninvited men
Holding out handshakes full of
Agendas and screenplays or
I'm so close I can see the faces of the snipers on the side of the freeway or
Doorless rooms
Air heavy with the cool spun glass
Electical satin of fog
Clogging my lung passages with anthrax and
Does it really matter that my stature is completely out of hand to mouth existence
And that I am so far out of touch with my internal needs
That I can't even remember the feeling of hungry?
Or anything?
Why scrutinize my own life when it's all just relative
On the spectrum of
Perception?
And this is that shifting
Impossible perspective
That is the human condition
And this is that shifting
Impossible perspective
That is the human condition
I reside like we all do inside my own
Mythology
I can say I completely failed at
Said intended eventuality or I can
Flip the script and
Simply claim that
Another path
Both smack of insincerity
Leaving me liquified more fluidity than history
I can't with any degree of certainty even give you a concrete map of what led me to this microphone
Right here
Right now
Trembling with
Too much truth
Memory is as objective as the inconstant moon
As we gaze at our own reflection or
An earful of our own
Vocal Projection
And this is that shifting
Impossible perspective
That is the human condition
And this is that shifting
Impossible perspective
That is the human condition
Are inverted paradoxes
With the light shining in
Contained in our skin
Sweet little packages of magic that can't unwrap themselves
But I'm trying to
For me and you
I'm tryna confide in me and you that we are beautiful
Tryna remind me and you that we can only ever be truly safe in this Temporary luminous universe of
Helium balloons and illusions
Are human beings
Simply Earthlings existing
This mortals coiled like childish live wire tryna unravel rapture
Delivering little scriptures full of penniless potential
Filling fountains with thousands of wishes
One cent to this planet with the fact of
Struggles to overcome and
Even with all the varying degrees of lucidity surrounding me
We still can at the very least agree that
This is where we are
And this is when we be
And even you thinking that that doesn't really mean anything
It really fucking means something to me you know
And I want to give you that single sentence that
Gets us all sentience
And this is that shifting
And this is that shifting
I wish I could pull it down to a word or
Better yet one letter
Impossible perspective
Possible perspective
Or even more so just a moan or
An intake of breath like
But you can never
Is the human condition
Even subatomic particles change their behavior
Under our observation
And here am I tryna capture life like butterflies
And this is that shifting
Impossible perspective
That is the human condition
And I only do it
Because I love you.