Let's Just Say I Was

We're Reaching For Death On The End Of A Candle We're Trying For Something That's Already Found Us

Where Are The Feasts We Were Promised? Where Is The Wine, The New Wine, Dying On The Vine.

We Have Assembled Inside This Ancient / And Insane Theatre / To Propagate Our Lust For Life / And Flee The Swarming Wisdom / Of The Streets

We Could Plan A Murder Or Start A Religion.

Twentieth-century Culture's Disease Is The Inability To Feel Their Reality. People Cluster To Tv, Soap Operas, Movies, Theater, Pop Idols And They Have Wild Emotion Over Symbols. But In The Reality Of Their Own Lives, They're Emotionally Dead.