I hear there’s a secret surgery
To cut all I ate right back out of me
You know it’d finally let me be free
I’d let them dive right in
I hear there’s a secret surgery
To cut all this want right out of me
I could have it all or not have enough
And I wouldn’t care less now
They could dive right in
It’s eleven
The nightly news says
Nothing important and
Nothing good
Tiny Lives are
often over
Nothing more than
140 characters
Almost nothing now
And headlines no more
Do the screaming
Everyone now
They do the yelling
And even I can’t help
But to dive right in.
Dive right in.
I hear there’s a secret surgery
To cut all the sin right out of me
To cut all the hate and cut all the rage
And help me turn away
And so I’d stalk the streets concave
And swallow down your spite and your pain
An automated martyr
Filled with a surgical light
I’d let you dive right in.
And it’s seven
The morning news says
Nothing important
And nothing good
Tiny Lives are
Just beginning
Still nothing more than
140 characters
Almost nothing now
And headlines no more
Do the screaming
Everyone now
They do the yelling
And even I can’t help
But to dive right in.
Dive right in.
(I just can’t help)
It’s time to dive right in.
dive right in.
(dive right in)
It’s eleven
The nightly news says
Nothing good and
Nothing important
Tiny Lives are
often over
Nothing more than
140 characters
And it’s seven
The morning news says
Nothing good
And nothing important
Tiny Lives are
Just beginning
Still nothing more than
140 characters
It’s eleven
The nightly news says
Nothing good and
Nothing important
And at seven
The morning news says
Nothing important
And nothing good
It’s eleven
The nightly news says
Nothing good and
Nothing important
And at seven
The morning news says
Nothing important
©2015 rob hinkal