Prathik Bendapudi - The Goodwill Jester

What's that falling off the tree?
It's the prettiest bird I've seen
It softly dies
In my hand
So you've got the jump on me
You added two and two
Before I could count to three
Does it matter if I tried real hard?
Math is for winners
Feelings are for losers
People who got away with murder
Appealed to reason

Don't hold on so hard it'll break
I know you already know it
You're so smart I suffocate
Thinking it's a game
Shows perspective I lack
The only thing I lost
Is the sense of the size
Of the knife in my back
In my back

Not so different after all
Lost in meaning
Found in meaningless thought
Neither fit to be leader
Ancient songs of ancient wisdom
Now tired words claimed by
Single stringed hoodlums
Watch as they knock my teeth out
Don't forget to take your meds
Don't forget logic
Get out of your head
You can trust me now
I'm a salesman

It's just a question
There were no flying rocks
Why do you scream at me
The names of all your gods?
Saying it over and over
Really won't change my mind
The only thing I learnt
Is that sometimes
I don't want any answers at all
None at all

Sometimes a mirror sometimes a lens
Lose me lose a friend
The monkey in your basement
Is it sleeping?
I can make time
But only you make me spare it
If there is no line
I cannot share it
Say it don't scream it
I might even be listening
Words they shape the clouds
Minute by minute hour by hour
You speak of rainclouds
But you're so dusty

Don't hold on so hard it'll break
Not so different after all
Sink your teeth in
You can trust me now
I'm a salesman
I'm a salesman
The best salesman

Written by:
Prathik Bendapudi

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