Ive never seen anything clearer

Swimming in the red rivers of sclera

Locked in your sight

Lost in your eyes

As I’m drowning in the waves of the iris

I tend to black out more since I moved out on my own

The only time when this house feels like a home

But I’m never alone no matter where the wild things roam

And I still have it all including the world in my palm

Enough monkeying around

In the trees is where I belong

Its not a single thing thats wrong

Its everything

Wishing my mind could speak

Instead my brain just leaks

Porous from all the psychedelic treats

Pour us something to drink

Give me something to think

Someone to be

These lessons don’t come free

A broken flat rate fee

Not including the cost of living

Live, don’t die with regret

Don’t doubt the debt

Or the master scar left on your Discover card

Now you’re lost in the bloom

Tearing off your last minute costume

You never should have worn

Stepping over your donated organs on the floor

Continuously knocking on the back of purgatory’s front door

Wondering if theres anything more

Ive never seen anything clearer

Swimming in the red rivers of sclera

Locked in your sight

Lost in your eyes

As I’m drowning in the waves of the iris

Im having trouble landing

After 12 hours off planet

My parents ask where I’m headed and if ill be back

Like I planned it

I try to explain that navigation is long term for an extraterrestrial

Without signs of direction all of my landmarks are celestial

And this could be a God complex

But theres nothing complex about it

I spent 24 years being humble

My ego is hungry and my restraint just retired

Tried to keep my mouth shut

Heard “I’m not racist, but” and my patience expired

A nation who feels a right to complacency

As long as Ive got apps I don’t care if my phone is tapped

But you can’t look me in the eyes and tell me what you see

Every blank stare is a prisoner of belief not yet set free

Now I swim through the cosmos

And the darkness looks back

As a thousand iris’s illuminate the black

Lost cosmonauts that took different paths

The only direction thats clear

Is that we’re not going back

Ive never seen anything clearer

Swimming in the red rivers of sclera

Locked in your sight

Lost in your eyes

As I’m drowning in the waves of the iris