uneasiness never gets any easier.

dust a little bug
ever so gently from my shoulder
and i think about the things
that held me here and made me older
like how i belly-crawled
and hung my head
throughout the drunken dusty summer
sat beneath dim light at cheap old tables
made for me
to drink me under
but still i see it never quenched
that lonely lonesome human hunger
for something bigger something
wild
some way to keep me younger

and i remember why there never was a satisfying place to go

because theres too many other places that my bare feet want to know

and the feeling that they never will overwhelms me now it seems

cause theres nothing more ill ever want than to chase those secret dreams

and every day i pray they may fit in my bigger scheme

my scheme of things is murky but i long to see it clean

someday it will be clean...

i want to hear the voice of God and turn my stride to where it goes

i want to see the angels on the hill and stay the course that glows

i want to walk a new terrain thats made to fit between my toes

i want to taste the rain its skies provide and feel the wind it blows

i need to have it all around me let it saturate my skin

like wet around the catfish gills i want to breathe it in

because im bored of you im bored of here and boredom mothers sin

im going to feel the brand new loved one, have to find the brand new kin...