Panacea For The Poison - Flobots

In my mind, I hold the passion, panacea for the poison

My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore

Sin flees from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships

As I float off to forever with these words upon my lips

No, I never asked for nothing, and that’s just what I got

As my pride dies before I do, as I fall, I’m also caught

I wasted many days chasing brightly gleaming streams

As I fold into your presence do I now know what it means

We could get old and talk at the same time when we tell stories

If we let go, impossible names rhyme in elegant poetry

But I dabbled in everything;

it inundates my small town

I refuse the offers extended, waiting for God now

I’ve never asked for nothing audible, so when the walls fall down

And spin like waterwheels, I’ll pray for something logical

So when we all drown, I can cover bald spots with yarmulkes

Drawn from extra-dimensional sources like in comic books

Choose your own adventure;

I’m obsessing like a drug fiend

Fantasies of actors clandestinely having sex in love scenes

But why not amateurs openly sharing joy in sex scenes?

Stand clear while I soak in this treasure trove of a wet dream

I can’t tell what my problem is or even if there is one

Sail the celibacies much sooner than commitment

Escaping minor shake-ups but keep bracing for the big one

To make the choices obvious and save us from decisions

In my mind, I hold the passion, panacea for the poison

My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore

Sin flees from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships

As I float off to forever with these words upon my lips

No, I never asked for nothing, and that’s just what I got

As my pride dies before I do, as I fall, I’m also caught

I wasted many days chasing brightly gleaming streams

As I fold into your presence do I now know what it means

I juggled whimsy in a fire fight with the inner light of fire flies

Watched dusk go indigo and blush into a silent night

Birthed immaculate concepts from a pregnant pause

In the august of my righteousness, just waiting for the fall

The greater and the small, all for one and one for all

For all the S.O.S'ing, we will rise to the call

I’ve bitten the hand that feeds and found myself bleeding

Hereby, I’ll only need what I need

But need’ll get me out of my groove, so I move to different tunes

Sunning in the warm weather by the light of distant moons

Thirst statement inundation bring the monsoon

Seasoned with the spectacle of people finding tools

Appetite has grown fools;

empires have sown rules

Let’s throw out the cravings and things with no use

People dropping jewels;

gems can’t shine like our light

To err is human, so the sky is our birthright

In my mind, I hold the passion, panacea for the poison

My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore

Sin flees from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships

As I float off to forever with these words upon my lips

No, I never asked for nothing, and that’s just what I got

As my pride dies before I do, as I fall, I’m also caught

I wasted many days chasing brightly gleaming streams

As I fold into your presence do I now know what it means

In my mind, I hold the passion, panacea for the poison

My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore

Sin flees from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships

As I float off to forever with these words upon my lips

No, I never asked for nothing, and that’s just what I got

As my pride dies before I do, as I fall, I’m also caught

I wasted many days chasing brightly gleaming streams

As I fold into your presence do I now know what it means