Quiet the Mind

Just like a wonderful poem...

Quiet the Mind.
There was light before
The rain began,
And there was hope
Behind the suffering joke.

Lies come,
Lies they go.
Even the sun is tired.
Under the surfaces,
There is a benevolent drone.
Do you feel it?

So brutal when the words are on
The tip of your tongue,
So strange when your tired eyes won't
Shut your brain down.

Hold back the melancholy,
Hold back the fear, darling,
It's a crime.

Hold back the fear.
Hold back the melancholy,
It's a crime.

Sometimes I can taste my death
Like a candy bar.
So sweet and complete
As infinity takes me
This fool's end.

I create to keep that dog in my bearable door.
I made hologram
In my egocentric universe of--

You're alive,
But you know that the wire
Under you is bending.
And the truth is always telling you to be
Immune to everything.

Hold back the melancholy,
Hold back the fear, darling.
It's a crime.

Hold back the fear.
hold back the melancholy,
It's a crime.

Hold back the fear.
Hold back the darkness.
Hold back the melancholy.
Hold back the melancholy,
It's a crime.