i.

staring at the summer haze, summer haze
shiny fuzzy shifting patterns cloud my gaze
and I think of the girl, the girl
she rocked me hard oh yeah, she rocked my world

well it's hard to see, oh yeah
it's just so hard to be me
stuff goes on but I don't care
better to act like I'm not there

my vision wavers like rippling waves
on the sea of ultraviolet haze
sailing off the edge, oh my
taking off into the sky

ii.

events and faces, people and places
newspaper headlines are jumbles of letters
all stuck together they make no sense
you follow them blindly without pretense

make a world for yourself
slip out of life
connect to a new place
away from the human race

ever have fantasies about medieval battles?
you're there
ever want to roam the galaxies on a starship?
you're there
think you could cross the burning Sahara?
oh yeah?
diving deep underneath the ocean?
it's not a truly crazy notion

the rat race, the hustle and bustle
the self-defeating cycles of boredom we call our lives
aren't worth a half-baked squirt of chicken piss
we were given our minds for a purpose
and it was not to live the same way day in and day out
to go through the same motions every single morning
every afternoon and night, the daily plan
which is the downfall of man
now that we've contained ourselves in a mindless circle
it's so easy to sit back and forget what it is we're doing
to not actually realize how we're wasting our lives
slaving away at the nine-to-five
you might as well bury yourself alive
going to school so you can get into yet another school
does a higher education make you any less of a fool?
So you can perform a flawless triple bypass, who cares.
You can do your own accounting? Don't make me yawn.
You've memorized every significant date in history? Wow.
These great accomplishments of yours don't mean a thing to me
Try doing something new that no one else has ever done.
You went to school for 23 years and read lots of books.
You followed all the instructions on how to become successful
and where have you ended up?
you have a steady job, with good pay
in fact, you're there every day
working away, never living for today
always trying to secure a perfect future for yourself
well guess what?
YOU'RE ALREADY TOO LATE
by the time you build up a nice fat retirement fund,
you'll finally realize that you haven't DONE ANYTHING
you've wasted your life
going to school so you could get into college
going to college so you could get a higher education
getting a higher education to land yourself a good job
working at that job for years upon years upon years
at about age eighty you'll start having the fears
of knowing it's too late to do anything worthwhile
the chances you passed up as a child
a teenager who did all his homework every night before eight
a young adult who had so much wonderful self-discipline
an up-and-coming agent who was making so much money
a high-powered, middle-aged executive with a great reputation
a tiring, dull C.E.O. whose hair is already totally white
never had time for a family, never got to be a father
never bothered to get out, to enjoy life for what it truly is
a fabulous journey full of fascinating new twists and turns
but you got off at the first exit
kept driving around in circles
until you ran out of gas
and stopped moving
and then slowly
but surely
laid down
and died