The Regular Way Loving Lies


Wake Up, Just Another Day
Trudging Through the Mire of The Regular Way
Minding Your Own Business
Just Doing Your Time
All Seeming to Be Perfectly Fine

Stand Up, Keep Waiting in Line
Keep Believing the Lie That Eventually
“My Time Will Be Mine!”

Sleep In, Just Another Stay
The Rat Race is Over, Now is Your Prime Day
Kicking Up Your Feet
Reclining in Your Seat
Paradise is Living Life on A Dime

Sit Down, Keep Watching the Clown
Keep Believing the Lie That Eventually
“My Life Will Be Mine!”

Is This the Way Life is Meant to Be?
You’re A Prisoner, & You Don’t Even Know It
Now’s the Time for Your Appeal
Why Endure Reality if it Isn’t Real?
Trust What You Feel

The Distance Between You & Heaven is in Your Mind
Look Inside, There’s Joy to Find
Stop Shutting Down Your Heart
Where Everything Starts
It’s All in Your Grasp
Forget About the Past
To Our Father, Your Eyes to Cast

Soon You Will See
Damaged, You’ll Agree
Manipulated, Obviously
Screwed With, Certainly
All for The Dollar Collar

Beaten, Never Ever
We Are the Winners
They Are the Losers
The Rulers of This World
Every Detail Controlled
But Only For A Short Spell
Loving Lies, Loving Lies, Loving Lies, Loving Lies
Lies Have No Staying Power
Soon Crumbles from Their High Tower
Will Crash Upon Their Heads as They Cower



The Desire to Tell
And Even Yell
Reaching Out
No One About
Preoccupied Priorities
Take Seniority

The Desire to Shout
But Have No Clout
Against an Authority
Posing as High & Godly
Struggling to Be Free
Hoping Others Will See

The Truth is Too Terrible to Be True
The Truth is Too Terrible to Be False

Memory Restored
Beckons More
Stuck in Shock
Against the Clock
A Secret Story
Is the Key

Without a Podium
This Unsung Anthem
Has No Face
Disappears without Trace
Gone Long Before
Any Real Outpour

The Truth is Too Terrible to Be True
The Truth is Too Terrible to Be False

A Sincere Implore
Won’t Expect an Encore
Labeled as Crazy
Definitely Not A Maybe
Few Will Believe
They’ve Been Deceived

Reality Calls
Writings on The Wall
Few Listen
To the Admission
Shrink in Your Fears
Of Your Peers

The Truth is Too Terrible to Be True
The Truth is Too Terrible to Be False

To the Average Mind
Everything is Fine
While Corruption Surmises
Intricate Devices
Unfortunate Sums
With War Comes

Truth Eludes
But to Those Few
Who Know the Signs
Also Know the Times
They Are Ready
Ever Steady

The Truth is Too Terrible to Be True
The Truth is Too Terrible to Be False

Pandora’s Box
The Unthinkable Unlocks
Nightmares Invade
Horrors Pervade
Tight Lid Flung Open
Speak the Unspoken

The Hidden Revealed
Secrets Slowly Unpeeled
Minds Will Un-Reel
Nausea Most Will Feel
Paradigms Scattered
Lives Shattered

The Truth is Too Terrible to Be True
The Truth is Too Terrible to Be False

Transition Unavoidable
Will Be Undreamable
The Price is High
Higher Than the Sky
Most, in Surprise, Will Wonder Why
The Other’s, in Awe, Will Desire to Fly

Regardless of Your Disposition
There Will Be No More Allusion
Innocent Prisoners No Longer Caged
Will Always Be a Good Day
The Truth in its Entirety
Will Always Set You Free, Completely

The Truth is Real
The Truth is Not False
You Might Have to Check Your Pulse
To Make Sure You’re Not Dreaming
Your Soul Might Be Aching
At the Sight of a New World Making

But in the End
This World of Pretend
Will Be Forgotten
And All the Rotten
Will Be Made Anew
No One Will Be Blue

No More Tatters
But Rather
Hearts Will Be One
Virtue Never Again Undone
Hope of a Bright Future
For Every Single Creature
All Good Will Be in Store
But Only, and Only, After The Outpour

No Conversations


Speak, Though No One is Hearing
Write, Though No One is Reading
Create, Though No One is Viewing
Converse, Though No One is Being

Press On
Move Forward
Run Toward
Keep On Keepin’ On
The Writing is On The Wall
In The Shadows Big & Tall

No Conversations
The deaf are dumb
And the dumb are many
Even in the land of good and plenty

No Conversations
The blind are broken
The broken are bound
True Freedom is no where to be found

Look, Though No One is Seeing
Give, Though No One is Taking
Love, Though No One is Engaging
Fight, Though No One is Waking

Move On
Gaze Forward
Sights Toward
The Straight Horizon
With Battleships at Full Sail
The Great Divide will Soon Pale

No Conversations
The lame are listless
The listless are prisoners
There cease to be any warriors

No Conversations
The dead are sleeping
The sleeping are weeping
For a greater, though unbelieving, reality