As If We Existed

I wish you'd listen more

Just a minute previous

To genius killing vision in its grip

And placing blame upon the soulful, unafraid

We knew the trade

Danger of elite game

Technologically advanced but now insane with power

Spirit pained and left by way

Makes lost in past syntax we have today

That we have to deal with

What's the problem with my genius?

Too attached to ever leave it

Silent for the new achievement but

What I long to witness is the equal shift

Of lifted gadgetry to intuition

By Genius giving up its selfish tact

And bringing praise of spirit back

Pay respect upon the debt incurred

By non-belief when soul was speaking

Called simplistic by a name familiar to

Those regulars who think intelligence a competition

Missing opportunity to be a real show

Embarrassment, the care is not

The care is not spewing tools to ax the problem

Rather asking have or how they aptly solve themselves

Love, where's it at?

It's not just cliché, imagine that

Freedom's a choice, is it you?

It's as easy to say as to do

What is love said

Hear me out a bit before the future comes around

The way to give us back the past

We believe its gone but the trail is circular

We're working for a bigger moment but

Direction cut the children up

A filler plus depression in a super song

Coming from the hand that doesn't write for you and yours

Rather stupid wars of lost memories

There's more to love than broken promises

Spoken honest-ness, cupid, ponder this

Few would honor self accepting dominance

Over neutral acts in Manichaeism but

I wish to see a future a future given trust

Through the preparation of a mortal lust

Taking toll on the lovers will to crush

Lines of being whole from a single

You give me a reason to trouble the language

Of living a permanent hinderance of a reality

Given to love and look over the others who never could see

The pure imagery from an existing option

Stop adopting

Another normality spoken to want a low pace

And abolish the motion of willing a method of uber development

Regular root for betterment, you and your fellow men benefit

Better than this if you listen, it's as if I existed

Love, where's it at?

It's not just cliché, imagine that

Freedom's a choice, is it you?

It's as easy to say as to do

You're not just a voice

You're not just a voice

There's more to you than what you know, believe or even choose to be

What you ignore

There's more to love than just the lust and pain

And comfort isn't based on what's the same

More, there's more in store

Beyond what you have seen before, before

Proven action ain't philosophy

And oppressive music isn't hot to me

So rally 'round the poplar tree

Salute hypocrisy and floss your property with pride

It's a sweet but bitter victory with whom you disagree

You think it's me but it is I

And I is you essentially

So never take what's meant to be and get it twisted

This isn't anger, no it's passion

So let's live the way we should

As if we existed