I want to break free and away from this place
because I  see it's blind spots, and I see the oncoming collision
and scream and yell I may, but the driver doesn't head my warning
so stop the car, so I can get out of this circus

I want to live the simple life
me, words and the earth
because that's what I'm meant for
none of this urban landscape
not for the latest fashion trends
my soul breathes old fashioned as the late 1880's
but exhales a future only John could imagine

and these words don't have structure in me
I have structure in them
they come to me, and I am at their mercy when they do
no time for editing, just have to let it out
like the first time you drank too much
and spent the next five hours hurling in the yard
but this you never get grips on
so when it comes, you obey

because you know somewhere in those words is greatness
somehow, they'll just give you the answer
these are the moments when conscious and subconscious merge
and for a moment the world is one and we are all blind and all seeing
these are the moments we witness god, or is god just witnessing us?

to be honest though, I like Doug's idea better
it explains so much by being so far out there
by expressing the essence of life that we often forget
and all I think you should know is
be open and you'll find no door closed.