The Blood of the Dispirited musician has begun to drain

The Search Begins

As he walks by the black carpet
strange people cross in peace with half said goodbyes
its fame induced by dark thoughts
its greed with symmetrical black dots

lying on a wicked drunk door
2 5 1 4
believing there he fell
roaring at the infidel

balconies stars
trucks cars
this throbbing pain in his head
so many people still left to be led

fellow friends hear this call
together we gather
to settle
to make a change

TO EVOLVE TO REVOLVE

the search begins tonight
all the past all regrets all victories lost

where is my cup of hemlock