If I were an ocelot
I'd spend my days catching flies...

From up here they could all be forgiven
Separated as I am from their spite...

One last while before forever
Comes to call upon our names...

The animals they weep
My insecurities build...

Reading between lines
Talk of destruction...

Fire fighting my friends more protest no peace
Baby’s catching blue rubber bullets in their...

Tell me what you want
Tell me what you mean...

My friend has not been very well
He has a condition which affects his teeth...

Remove these needles from my arms
Pull back the mask that hides my face...

Pictures from the past
Together in a photograph...

Leveraging the greater good against the warmth of...
Belies a train of thought better to divide and...

All paths lead to here
They never lead away...