Show Me The Exit Clause

 Show Me The Exit Clause

I wish time comes to an end

So that loneliness may perish

The part that makes a difference burns

The source of life, vitality, happiness

And everything that follows crumbles

Before a trembling idea of the future

The path of good hope can never be paved,

For it is not here and now.

The path of hope is never buried

You come to life every time you realize

There is a new tomorrow

But it is this tomorrow that lies buried

While you live in the moment

Where you are just a plastic doll

A puppet of trust and circumstances

Tomorrow is dead and today no more

I am here under the morrow

Beneath every subtle desire and instinct

My loneliness is all I have to dedicate to you

The living moment is a fortress

In which there is no awakening

The rigid cell of my body from you

I cannot partake.

And separate the pillar from the open air theater

Like my loneliness that keeps my wishes

From crumbling

A puppet of trust and circumstances

Tomorrow is dead and today no more

There is no exit where there is no door.

I have filled the open air theater

With voices louder excitement greater

There is no exit there is no door

Where tomorrow is dead and today no more.