These Fatal Times

Turning down the volume
Of a song that's grown too old
The silence is a key that turns hot
As night turns cold
I'm not afraid any more
Of failing the hero's test
The monster's face is too small
To be grotesque
The world claims a lucky man
Willing to forget
There's nothing left down there but
Fantasy and regret
Everything he taught himself
Just clouds the child's eyes
One day I'm going to learn
To enjoy my mind
The patterns of the weather change
Weather stays the same
The shade of blue is sickly
And the pastels are too tame
Everything is designed to show
Your body is really you
It's goal is survival and it
Cuts my mind in two
Too many people hanging on
To too many fears
What's your life like, darling
What will happen in all those years
Shopping mall, ice-cream lid
Plastic, paint and glue
It's hollow and it's sad
But what do you do
May you live far
From these fatal time
May you go
When you know for sure
You don't need your world any more
May your love shine
Through an open door
May you know in your helplessnes
Your loveliness
Peace is not an address
Peace is home
Picking up the pen is like
Making an excuse
We all know God is love
But we love written proof
When the trains and planes and cars
Don't move you anywhere
There's no vocation left
But the lifting of despair
I'm pulling back the sheet
The night is lovely and cool
I'm dreaming I convinced myself
That I am no fool
Funny how you can love again
When you just don't care
I'm far from peace, far from love
But it's just there
May you live far
From these fatal times
May you go when you
Know for sure you don't need
Your world any more
May your love shine
Through an open door
May you know in your helplessnes
Your loveliness
Peace is not an address
Peace is home
May you live far
From these fatal times
May you go
What you know for sure
You don't need your world any more
May your love shine
Through an open door
May you know in your helplessness
Your loveliness
Peace is not an address
Peace is home