the penultimate year

for the pipe dreams of the luminous and eloquent

shunned to elucidate ostentatious temperament

we've got to draw the line

to ostracize the talented from the contrived

for a gentlemen

soaked to bone in gin

doing anything to leave that void he's in

while the born writers craft with pen and a page

the charlatans preach behind a mic on a stage

i won't pick to pieces what i don't understand

but i know that no power nor pride makes a man

forfeit conjecture

relinquish your fear

stand alone in the penultimate year

fear draws near

always weighing us down

to a family underground

an airloom stands proud

'cause he's not so much his fathers son

more a product of his fathers battles won

of the blood

sweat

tears

tried and true all these years

through a bloodline ripe with musical pioneers

unsung

my heart is heavy

burdened with the weight

of good men and women who could've been great

a moment in it's radiance will change your mind

and an hour will change your life

wake up take a chance

take step out your door

fuck the money

fuck the fame

know we can still change this world

fuck the cardinal charlatans

pull on that thread

until the bigotry unravels and reveals amends

fuck it

wake up

now

take a step out your door