Desperately reading meaning into lyrics and hysterics, that may seem completely demeaning to anyone but derelicts.  Waiting on somebody else to do it for them, as they’ve never stood at the end of the stage, either in caged rage, or in complete abandon of all fear. For the sake of drawing nearer to the center of our hearts and souls, and possibly a bit of a cheer, but only because something that was a bit fuzzy is now clear.  How and why are we here?  Many true artists are just the ones who can’t think of not doing their chosen form.  That is why I just wanna take a moment out tonight to provide a light to a situation that just might slightly be occuring in the worldwide sprectrum that I have come to choose to deny.