when the accident of this universe

was laid bare at our feet

you told me we'd have to

use our heads

if we were gonna make it through

but I figured I'd take the dreams

because who has logic pure enough

to be distilled from all the web

of filters we've incurred

then I tried much too hard

when hard-to-get's what 

wanted played

because I never obeyed the rules

that wouldn't let me see

a thing for what it really is

and maybe there were frames

that hung with warnings on their rungs

but those were not perceptions

strung up by my hands

so all that I could do

was build it by the plans

I found in my own heart 

and shrug off what the world had said

to carve itself away

to paradigms of only hunter and the prey

lessons in the measurement

of how I ought to weigh

the cost against the gain

by which a cage is made

to put the spirit to domain

of anything but its own self

but in the shroud of how it's done

I was swimming up the stream

not for the execution

of strategies ingrained

inside a hijacked brain

useful for the cloaking 

of the most sincerely insincere

nor cause I knew not where to go

and could not find my way

but because I saw what logic built

constructed in concrete

dams with shadows cast so long

they forced all wonders to their knees 

as though they were rebellions 

in need of putting down

and you can tell me of the hurts

that need the thinking through

that I'm just a repetition 

within the plot of you 

but tell me where's the truth

in all that's put to render with

the synthetic of the lens 

by which we all must see

the distance from the now

tell me how all hearts are doomed

that never can retell 

for lacking the cognition

we need here to survive

and I'll plead the intelligence

there found inside the foolish heart

that doesn't know to stop the beat

of what it's born to do

cause still the dream speaks louder

that tells me all that fell

and sunk beneath our feet

was not by chance nor accident

nor for the application

of the rules by which this world

demands that we abide 

but somewhere in the water 

hidden in the deep below

where the breath of tainted logic

has got no air to breathe

there is miracle of mystery there

that's waiting in unseen 

and only the heart 

could ever know

if it was meant for us