Something I Should Do

My headphones are playing duet With a fire engine I walk through cloud of an ex And I feel no tension All the buildings are blocking the wind Of late October Round the corner it shoots out again And I'm starting over Dance dance Dance dance Around the door Dance dance Dance dance Around the door Hold still Limit what you see Be free for a while Lay in room like you're laying on a hill There's a mountain on your window sill There is help for raw souls A language for the shy You don't have to say hello But look them in the eye Two things, a great fog of stuff Engrossing, fleeting, bewildering And then a feeling of title That we're rushing down a slope Do we not see it all the time because we're sliding at the same speed? A sense of safety preserved by the static distance between us Sometimes I try to imagine a village hundred of years ago Where little changes during a lifetime Maybe the cobbler tries a new heel on a boot corps are rotated But nothing changes how people are What they spend their time doing or thinking about The world is dying, the world is living There's something that I should do But I never know how Things I should say to you But it's total whiteout In the night reading actual air Always reforming Imagine that I'll be somewhere new In the morning I was asked to write a song about social media And I didn't want to anyway I'm pretty hooked So don't feel I'm in much of a position to critique it And self-critique is loaded for me Anyway because I have plenty of that And while I know that people can identify with it and get Comfort from hearing someone else address themselves sternly I'm also trying to get away from self-regard in General even though the unexamined life is not worth living More opposing truths, they're everywhere Still training to to hold them I'm trying to look out Leave the mirror out of it See the tree and contemplate it And not question who or what I am in a relation to the tree but I don't know what it means Yet that we are partially migrating into a silent conversation It seems to be increasing unity and tripalism at once And maybe the two are racing now without a finish line I was going to say that likely few got goid thinking Done during the seventeenth century Dutch tulip craze and this is not so different But I've recently been heartened and disappointed to learn That story was greatly exaggerated Anyway we're crazy but also we're not crazy But we're complicated And we want things to be simple And we polarize into camps and we harden and entrench And distort and amplify and shut down and entrech some more Now you don't have to joine a drum circle And get all peace and love and haight ashbury And anyway that took Only a few months to turn into a bad Scene hard drug where some people will rob you And you can't be too open but the Hippies sure had a point empathy is good Lack or empathy is bad And now the lines or non facts waiting to Get in the conversation are longer and longer And some people can't be beat in an argument We have to hold to that hippie point harder Empathy is good lack of empathy is bad Holy math says we are never not together