Jester Me

Music on the ocean breeze
Wishes that it was consequence free
But that just parks meaning on the fence
What the heck are we without consequence?

Sitting on the fence unable to decide
Cuz my eyes are open far too wide
They see all the possible paths and ways
Keeping me frozen in one place

The consequence is that I reside in ice
Inside, undiscovered.  Outside, simply nice
I need a plan that will warm my heart
But if cause does not effect, there's no place to start

Just me
Jester be
Simply anything
But consequence free

Just be
And really see
That nothing's simple for
Jester me.


All of our conversations
Ring with consequence evasions
"Oh, just happened by
and thought I'd just say hi."

Then there's nothing for a while
Except a fleeting, passing smile
No goal, no plan, no vision
Just happenstance collisions

What's wrong with committing to
Some time that holds me and you
Don't wanna be authority or "the man"
Just wanna be a part of your plan

Just be
With me
We'd make so much sense
If we had consequence

But just us
Is just a dream
Consequently
It's just me...

Jester me.

The Map

This one was difficult to pull out.... I'm not sure I like it yet.  Maybe it'll please me more when (if?) I add music...  What do you think? 

Verse 1

When I know where I’m going I never seem to get there

When I lose my way I get found

When I set a direction for my thoughts to travel

They go anyplace but where they were bound

When I try to unravel the meaning of things

When I attempt to map my charts

I get stuck in traffic on the lower plane

And trip over the fallen stars

First Chorus

Where do I go from here?

How do I fill in the gap?  

Which way should I face to find the end place?

Can somebody give me a map?

Verse 2

When I try to describe what I want out of life

When I attempt to make a plan

When the maps that I draw go round in circles

Is when I least understand who I am

Then at that moment, when all seems so lost

And it’s certain I don't know the way

I’m temporarily blinded by a flash of insight

Then see I am where I should stay

Second Chorus

Where do I go from here?

Where lightning strikes and thunder claps?

Where I can find some peace of mind

Where there’s no more need for maps

Break

Some have claimed to already have such a thing

The bible, the 8-fold path, the Quran

A map to the music, a map of the ‘verse

A map I can understand

Does a map even exist? 

Is there a plan I can find?

Am I really going someplace?

Or just wasting my time?

Verse 3

When I know where I’m going I find that I am

At odds with my inner clown

Who does not want to know the places we go

Who does not even need to be found

While I restlessly think of ways to go forward

And attempt to direct every step

She skips and she laughs, she follows no path

She’s the bravest I’ve ever met

Third Chorus

Where do I go from here?

Or should I stay and adapt?

How can I find the meaning of life

Do I need to create my own map?

Can somebody draw me

Or get me or buy me or sing me

Or sign me a map

Please somebody

Kiss me and hug me, laugh me and bug me,

Love me and and cry me, hello and goodbye me,

Keep asking oh why me….

and please help me find me…

the map.