Mr Nichols-Coldcut

Mr Nichols - Coldcut Please, come back inside the window I canґt promise you anything, but I trust there is far A greater reason to live I know youґve become disheartened and disillusioned by The current state of affairs Your stocks have fallen, your investments have failed You The man from whom you took orders has been ordered to Jail by his and your subordinates You question what is this world coming to What is the profit margin when your forced to pander to The marginalized Where is the glory you dreamed of as a child Dressed as a cowboy, your play that pointing gun at Real targets Your mother holding her tongue as your father consoles You with the words "Itґs just boyґs stuff" Well, you joined his fraternity You grew into his old suits You cried his beliefs You embodied his dreams And with them his oversights How long did you think it would last? Itґs just a matter of time The world is far from over Your mother outlives your father Your sister outlives your mother And if you jump from this window today Sheґll also outlive you Look at her Sitting at her Midwestern home Tunning on Oprah once again Today she learns to meditate on this secondhand couch Meanwhile, you stand outside this window, twelve Stories above the ground One story remaining untold You contemplate the setting sun I am aware of your disorientation This-orient, turned away from the East The shifting current seems to conspire against you Mr Nichols, you've failed to see that you've always Stood outside of this window, perched on the threshold Of oblivion Countless men made stories about the truth For so long youґve stood facing the setting sun Mistaking the complementary unified duality of nature As being right our wrong Good or Evil God or Devil Mr Nichols, instead of stepping from this ledge into The downfall of your up rise Why not just turn around? Lessen the intensity of your Western glare and face the Rising sun Note the energy swirling from it's center, how it Illumines us all And only the birds fly first class There is your inheritance The warmth of a kiss Invest your tongue into the mouth of mystery Allow her breath to seek into your lungs Surrender to her touch and guidance There is no other way Your dreams of dominance will only help you forsake Yourself While your family continues it's search for Understanding And your daughters outlive your sons