Here I Am - Lost & Broken (2011)

Here is a glimpse behind the mystery. I court surfaces to hide the tragedy. Here'sthe scars behind masks of comedy. I dwell in shadow kingdoms. I seek release. Perhaps you would like to drop me a line With regard to artistry's vital wine? I'll show you realms of darkness and of light. I‘ll reveal to you the rare ghosts of night. I have profoundly sad stories to tell Of power struggles in heaven and hell. I'll show you all of the bitter heartbreaks. And all of the hollow, hackneyed outtakes. I'll hint at crude tribal allegiances That leave no room for the stranger's stance, Despite inspiration's lightning flashes, And the plentiful poetic caress. Here's a penny to patronise the prophets; Courtesy of the bloated, corporate sects. Yet they can never kill the bright concepts, Born from fevered minds that fathom the depths. I‘ll speak of bold exits and entrances At the heart of a cultural desert. I'll speak of infinitely suffering things: Of the plucking of a butterfly's wing; Of the coldest steel that apathy brings; Now I truly know why the caged bird sings.