Nothing Is

At all

I mean it means nothing when it’s at home

But I’m sure

I mean well I’m hoping, it’s the thing tomorrow’s waiting for

What’s more

There is a new car now that’s also a phone, a wife, a credit card

And so

Vivir es esperar, I know, but how long’s now for?

Nothing is, nothing is good and, yes, everything’s fine

Building a wall of things

Up on my wall I will see time

Morning, come fall in, yes come fall in

And start walking, now stop talking

Start working, keep working

And start talking, stop talking

Start working, keep working

Keep working, now stop working

Good evening

Is it boring or appalling?

Stay away, now’s too soon

If God is a verb I am unmoved

Faraway, nearby, hesitating

Tomorrow’s the only road

It wakes me up

It saves me up

It makes me up

It takes me up

Time to get away

It’s time to get away

Time to go or time will get away

It’s time to get away

Maybe though I’ll save it

For another morning

Start walking, keep walking and stop walking

Now start talking, keep talking

I’m talking and you’re talking, we are talking

Start laughing, keep laughing

I am laughing, you are laughing, now stop laughing

Is it boring or appalling?

If nothing is nothing at all

Something is something for now

Nothing has nothing to show

But something is nothing I know

Nothing is, nothing is really something