Scribbled Message Video (MV)

I'm a scribbled message
That no one else can read
I cry out from the sidewalk
Among the cracks and weeds
It's easy to ignore me
There's so much else to do
But if you take a chance with me
I just might speak to you

Could it be love or just the death of an era
Unnecessary fanfare mopping up milk
Staining the brains of a well-paid blank-wall-starer
Shaping scenes dreaming out of unintentional bilk
The mood has struck at last blast and the mood is still striking
Over and out about to break a bendable agenda
If an enemy senses that I'm wincing at the wheel
I'll be the first of his meals to be so tasty and tender
It's a never-ending trend bent on breaking decimators
Underestimating waiting on that huggable struggle
I better drink a big bottle full of audible fraud
If I want to fake it till I make that lovable jungle
There's trouble in the air but I'm a numerated number
Busy being counted on by the cushions of a couch
I hold it down for the sake of making gravity count
And listing blisters in my slippers as legitimate ouch

I'm a scribbled message
That no one else can read
I cry out from the sidewalk
Among the cracks and weeds
It's easy to ignore me
There's so much else to do
But if you take a chance with me
I just might speak to you

Yes, I'm trekking through the trees of an emotional mountain
Scouting out the last passage of a green-eyed slaver
Seeking every little nibble in the wisdom of a riddle
Elevating over droves of un-inhalable vapor
Where, oh where does liberation from the reticence reign
So long before dwelling on all these ridiculous fears
But validated enough by the meticulous waning
To initiate pertaining lakes of relevant tears
So here's to the theres that are just out of reach
All according to a piece of very powerful paper
Weight will take an elevator to your levity's speech
A maximum capacity for a contestable caper
Read a writable wrong into the obvious 'tweens
Or be a tucked-in trouble under edible reasons
Who remain in the water of the shallow obscene
Until the night lights up on the day that I'm seizing

I'm a scribbled message
That no one else can read
I cry out from the sidewalk
Among the cracks and weeds
It's easy to ignore me
There's so much else to do
But if you take a chance with me
I just might speak to you

It's a wonder to ponder in potential times
A definitely designated for a party of one
Hundred thundering blunderer's potential rhymes
Just crying to the Moon about the terrible Sun
Up setting in the sky without a care to invest
Or not even an apology, Apollo confessed
Or much less a special reason not to rise in the West
Er - there's got to be more but I forget all the rest
It's a delicate condition I defy to exist
Past the cons and consequences calculated and coined
By supernatural favoring a slap on the wrist
Over over-castigating on the fruit of his loins
I'm barely baring getting back to an obedient behaver
But I'm better on a level of security pure
And though I miss the stimulation of forbidable flavors
I'm complacent maintaining purity secure

I'm a scribbled message
That no one else can read
I cry out from the sidewalk
Among the cracks and weeds
It's easy to ignore me
There's so much else to do
But if you take a chance with me
I just might speak to you