Magic man, built from the fact, that everything just exists, its like god, you can’t see him, but the fucker's there, like all the air, surrounding us, containing us, flowing into our lungs, its like a mother’s love, emotional energy, but it can lift a truck, get you hot, if you happen to love her too much, like your step-sister, stuck in the dryer, it will never happen, but if asked the question, maybe you have an answer, the beauty of Halsey's soul, I mean her tits are great, but she's beautiful in many ways, like those old stories, of hell and our mistakes, like those artists who were so young, they didn’t have to die, oh Malcolm, Zeus, my son, it’s the path we took to get here, so many hard questions, damn man, its winter, just the cookie crumbling, I used to be so young, I lost a few people along the way, I hope they’re in a better place, when you lose someone, it hurts so much, like they ripped out a piece of you, all that potential, so much lost love, but river continues to flow, the clocks continue to tick forward, it hurts, its bitter, its sweet, but we have to move onwards, soon the new year will be here, what will be there to greet us, the next year, the next year, maybe I’ll fall in love, pay some of my debt, maybe I can afford it, to make the path a little easier, I’ve been through some disgusting things, there are some terrible places to be, all those homeless people, its nothing to disrespect, we’re all sort of a family, Earth citizens, we came from here, life comes for all of us, it takes, and it takes, so fucking much, at the end we grow old, our heart stops beating, the harp stops playing, strings breaking, we slowly let go, Earth man, it’s a wild fucking show, somehow children are still here, they’re still growing, how far can we make it, how much do we have to show them, there’s a lot out there, in each direction, so much, its easy to get lost, have you ever been fucked by a question, maybe you’re too young, my advice, discover yourself without internet, all this food, water, and electricity, one day you might have to live without it, zombies could walk the earth, anything could happen, nuclear weapons, drafted for world war three, haha, I don’t know man, this could all be a comedy, you’ll have to choose what’s important, a perilous quest, you must not fail, or choose love, settle, fall, expect your lover to catch you, reality still echoes out around us, but you know what, so do our dreams, the clock that’s still ticking, my mom is making some food, see you guys later, maybe we’re immortal, maybe we’ll have forever, I wonder if we’ll continue to make choices, Peter Pan is stuck in Neverland, but maybe he also has a way out, the universe continues to expand, Swan Lake, I'm late, we could be ghosts, waiting for entropy, but maybe there’s hope, universe 2 electric boogaloo, I don’t know, I’m not an architect, but peace out homies, this isn’t the end, we’re all waiting, for the next thing to happen, there’s so much blood on my hands, will that karma complete, or must it be imperfect, to extend out into everything, I forget I’m not in charge, maybe I’ll finally explore my domain, the night sky, is this as far as I go, maybe I’m finally ready for more, meet my daughters' families, give them my blessings, maybe I’ll be a good father, maybe I’ll give away everything, I’m always looking, for god to save me, I always want to do things poetically, maybe it’s something limiting me, the universe and its primal energy, is it constantly generating, or will it all flow away, grow old, a husk of its former self, I’m waiting for the next generation to lead the way, maybe heaven is run by idiots, maybe they don’t care, I'm willing to do my part, take a small share, I feel like falling, magic man, is it just air?

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