My Tacit Dreams '06

If we lived in a universe of harmony, androgyny

If I were to wake in a world

Where no children cry of hunger

Then would I complain more?

It’s just something that I wonder

 

If you were to sleep in a land

Where no mother has to bury her son

Would you feel anguish’s absence that night?
Would you feel as though you’d won?

No poverty and we could all be we wanna be

Would we have that sense of passion inside?

The kind that topples regimes and keeps the whole world alive?

 

Those who expect the worst are never too let down

But they’re not too happy either when good things come around
If we don’t know how to work, I guess we never learn to rest

And I guess one can’t love living without fearing death

No feeling of freedom without first being repressed

And if you’ve never known failure and defeat, you’ll never know success

Everything we know in life is an object displaced and deferred

And if these words are never spoken then they’ll never be heard