There’s dust in my eyes

And my lungs and my heart

What’s been joined as one

Can’t ever come apart

But my eyes they are dry

And my soul it is too

I’m here waiting and waiting

And waiting for you

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I Shanghaied myself

But my shelf life 

Is running out

I can’t stand stagnant any more

Toe the line

But don’t dare cross

It’s bully, boys

Just believe the boss

Go under the knife

‘Cause life’s about

Fitting in – that’s what you’re for 

No

What you’re for

What you’re for

What you’re really for 

Scintillate

Elevate

You daring, wild thing

Raise your voice

Amid the noise

But raise it up to sing

Dance to the drum 

While they march to cope

They’ve got to march to cope

For the world turns on to spinning out

But you’ve turned to something more devout

You irrepressible gyroscope 

Speed and pace

Ladder rat race

The time is now

And now is all you have

For stars align

And the oceans rise 

Empires fall 

And we realize 

Our tiny size and how

We’ve somehow revolved into this havoc

But

What you’re for

What you’re for

What you’re really for 

Scintillate

Elevate

You daring, wild thing

Raise your voice

Amid the noise

But raise it up to sing

Dance to the drum 

While they march to cope

They’ve got to march to cope

For the world turns on to spinning out

But you’ve turned to something more devout

You irrepressible gyroscope 

 

Axes shift and colossal breaks

Along the deep fault lines of society 

Rock and sway 

Buckle and fade 

And yet

And yet

And yet

 

The gravity of your existence

Transcends this ashen substance

You have stardust in your veins

Your inherited bearings will remain

Despite the unsteady balance of this planet

This mortal coil circles faster

From disorder to disaster –

Yet you spin in time but not in tune with this orbit

For you are polarized 

By the One who designed

The mere and vast intangible law of gravity 

You spin wild, fleeting, fast

In your vapor-length solar path

But your stability is founded in eternity

You irrepressible, soul-bearing gyroscope

 

Irrepressible Gyroscope – Stacia Joy