Joy
All is quiet, except for this song
So maybe while I'm not together I can feel like I'm not alone
Somewhere off in the distance rapidly advancing is an onslaught of sorts
Young sirens wail in a skewed sense of glory, and the lions in their cages roar in a memory of flight
There is a joy, a joy in all I can see
There is a joy, a joy in every possibility
All around us is a great, great failing
American rockets red glare in a most disgusting triumph
In passing I am asked, 'Do you believe in a God?'
I shrug off the answer, continue to get high
In this terror of no explanation, I am looking for a faith, my panic is an only reason
There is a joy, a joy in all I can see
There is a joy, a joy in every possibility