Metaphysical Monday


Can't get no satisfaction in the faction of the right and wrong

When the heart beats only for your world, then there's nothing greater than the song;

But when fingertips can grasp the action, making music for the higher mind,

A novel love will be unfurled, an encounter with a spacial kind;

Cant seem to find the knowledge with the whole world in its hands,

The truth consumed by school of college, the apple's eye then understands

When you bite off more than you can chew, there is nothing left to feel or do

The waiting is the hardest part, the world seems either red or blue.