The Six Eighter

Piebald

Thank you for not giving me



Anything or not making



Me take anything at all



Or give me nothing



It's just as simple as that



You always ask if us primates are sure



Conveniently confuse disease with the cure



And I don't know why



Doubt is a part of believing



You ask why are they misbehaving



Well I don't know why



Mistakes once or twice



Even when you deal with open eyes



Well it would be such a shame



To fall into the nothing or unnamed



Are the things that you want those you really need



Might try to stop you but I will not plead



And I don't know why



The things that are against you will never rest



To rhyme is to complete so I'll just say it's confessed



Well I don't know why



Yeah your head says



You are a luxury



It will convince you



Of what you need to believe



Are you standing



On solid ground



Or are your feet stuck



In the muck and the mud



There will still be mistakes once or twice



Even when you deal with open eyes



You can repeat only so much



Before you lose the sense of touch



Well it would be such a shame



To fall into the nothing or unnamed



You better get out while you can



Just to be the better man



You rush, I slow



We will not get to the middle but I know



I stop, you go



We will not meet in the center but I know