Open Up

First the suffering for a love I could never show Next the drugs adding blood to the groans Coming third was the pain inside the soul Burning love inside the void Cracking up and churning weeks and years intoxicated I'll open and know the empty feeling of your soul Come on and give me a laugh, as long as you live there's something worth the laughter (I'll open, the darkness, the forest, the madness) I found solace in my family and in nature (The orchids, the acid, the essence, the panic) I found solace in the vastness that contained them (The calmness, the clamour, the grieving, the attic) Oh, I never seem to know, why the patience seems to try and break me for the first time And if all of the cosmic truths could turn my croonings to the grandstands Fortunate you're not the one that listens Not the one that contemplates the foreshadow overbearing that curbs the crisis times, the drying tides The concentrated hate that makes the mothers cry and the martyrs die Holding out for another life, a new design, a change of scene Anything that can take them far away Where they'll be recognised, validated and reconciled