Mixed

The ingredients of life are best mixed slowly over time

Congestion

We tend to fill the roads with congestion,

making our journey all the more difficult

Building worlds

Imagine the world we could build if we freed ourselves

Steps

The soul of us bound up in the steps of our days

Send help

A pond too shallow for reflection

Earl, hurry, please hurry

send for reinforcements

they've got the beachfront

Hey man, it's terrible

there's hundreds of them

and they've got weapons

bottles of beer

rafts, surfboards

and half naked women

hurry, before it's too late

Beyond Foolishness

Setting the pattern

quite early

all of us

and how it's done

quite well

that really we

can hardly tell

no downfall

really, though...

yet we have a need

and a knowledge

beyond foolishness

Continue

and once I have, nothing seemed wrong,

and once it's over, everyting goes on