David & Goliath

Take something bad, and make it good Take something bad, and make it good And when you know, not this, not this You think you know: Not this, not this Beneath the shelter of my mind Actors sing silent soliloquys Light filters in, leaving them blind Mocking the scripts of directed dreams But meet, but meet, between the quick and the dead Don't chase the shadows in your head Let textile winds grasp wakening veins We cannot know joy until we conceive pain