Now

There's no time,
it's in your mind,
it never did exist.

It comes from pain,
regret and shame,
it's a long, slow goodbye kiss.

Everything is past
Everything is now,
Everything will come to pass

We're moving through,
the me and you,
the first and the last

If you look,
it's a finished book,
not a page has been wrote

It's never been,
It's always been,
Let it be

The truth is clear,
everyone is here
All are free

Pain

I just need a break from pain; pain from pressure, pain from drumming; pain from politics; pain from people with different politics; pain from digging trenches; pain from pain. But mostly, I need a scotch, single malt, please.