The Great Tornado of 97

And here it is The blur, the limit The semantics How to tell a significant miss From the most meaningful kiss Some days I hope I'm not The lesser of all evils And more like the one whose face you draw And never erase cause it has no flaw Okay I had my pity party for today Where do we go Wherever you stand It's my favourite diameter Tell me, meridian Is it time to be fine Is it conventional Is it what you dreamed of Was happiness your first thought Or it just kinda came along Tell me, meridian