What This Art Is About

Yes, you did make a wish

For more melodies to exist

Then they came, here we are

Under stars, riding train cars

There is a wonderful jungle

You can see surrounding me

Can I be in the tops of trees?

Millions of yellow-green leaves

The new order will be orderly

Hopefully

That's what Alan Ginsberg predicted

Long ago to you, them, and me

Do you want what you ask for?

Do you ask for what you want?

Do you deserve what you want?

Do you want what you deserve?

Yes, you did make a wish

For more melodies to exist

Then they came, here we are

Under stars, riding train cars

There ain't no money in my trees

Still climbing, keep climbing

We can be set free by these trees

Appreciate clean breathing

Do you want what you ask for?

Do you ask for what you want?

Do you deserve what you want?

Do you want what you deserve?

This ain't about legacy

It ain't about money

This art's about community

It's about saying something

And it's about doing something

Building something

Something