god i wasted so many years

God, I wasted so many years

Walking the city of earth

Like a dead man pretending

To be alive in philosophical meanderings

Searching for meaning and truth 

That I knew all along was following me 

Like a lost puppy dog,

Yet I refused to turn around

And recognize I was the lost one 

And this dog was filled with ruby slipper magic

That always had the power to bring me back to life

That always had the power to bring me home

God, I wasted so many years

But maybe that was part of your plan

So when I was at last brought to life

And found my way home

I would come alive like a cyclone

Never stopping but to inhale the breath

Of fresh lilies that dance with Busby Berkley

Precision to greet her every time she wakes

To the smell of coffee and cinnamon.

God, I wasted so many years

But now I am going GaGa over

A sweet old country song

That lights up an outlaw’s eyes

With electric sunshine

That comes alive like a broken transformer

Raining down wild blaring blue waves

That ride themselves into my nights and days

And keep me awake…as I gently

Learn how to play

God, I wasted so many years

But now we are dancing in our underwear

Under the rising harvest moon

In the chilly-willy autumn air

Playing catch with raining stars

That we then swallow like pop-rocks

And laugh as we glow like an ecstatic kaleidoscope

Of who knows what…

Freeing you and me to become we and us

God, I wasted so many years

But now that I found her

A family is born that lives where the wind resides

Even flying underwater to unheard of worlds

That once only existed in books 

That were never never written

And never even sparked 

In the eyes of the greatest dreamers

God, I wasted so many years

But now I catch the tears of a punk-rock mermaid…

(For lack of a greater invention to describe her breed)

A native to a universe that swarms with every
thought and dream in the ocean deep

Right outside our door

Where I have a game of hopscotch with sea-glass

That she has left for me like ancient prayers

Worn down, yet more beautiful 

And alive than before…prayers that lead me

Back to her each night for lessons 

On how to breathe under the sea

So we can swim-sprint down that secret path

That leads to the next stage of Now,

Where we will never perform behind lying masks

But sing out the truth 

For all who come to the show

Of dead magicians making beauty disappear

But reappears back into your soul

God, I wasted so many years

But when I reach a time of passing

If she is the only one who heard me

And my out-of-tune re-hashed dreams and needs

To reach out to whoever will listen to

My broken-ego that had an unoriginal idea

That maybe just maybe I could inspire 

With the power of dead gods…

That will be enough

God…I no longer waste my years

And now I can taste the future

Like a chocolate chip mint ice-cream cone

Re-born as a sun that was once our hearts

That someday together will warm the seas

And set the clouds ablaze with flashing signs

Calling everyone home to a place 

Where breathing underwater 

Is as simple as self-doubt

And believing in talking streetlamps and

Walking palm-trees and pigs

That swim deep under the sea

Will be as easy as me and you

Becoming us and we…