Can’t sing when I feel it.
Can’t kiss when I think of it.
Can’t live as I want it.
I am a free soul whose search knows no end.
A rebel, whose vengeance knows no end,
A philanderer, whose lust knows no end.
An ascetic whose penance knows no end.
My dreams are made of my past.
Savage looking for class.
Ethical in laundering money.
Everyone else to me is funny.
This enigma does haunt me.
Takes the last breath of me.
And then I find the you in me.
Embracing the world as we see.
