Could be an unintended consequence
So I’m holding tight my consciousness
While tiny robots
Swim through my veins
‘Cause It might take ten thousand years
To kick my bucket list and all my fears
I’ll give it a shot
At least while I’m still sane
What I could do with all that time
Learn new languages, all their rhymes
Sell all my shit
Move out to the woods
Until I’m wild and I know the land
Kill my food with my bare hands
Then just sit
For as long as I could
Live in Copenhagen, make some friends
South of France, learn violin
Plant a vineyard
And just watch it grow
Do ayawaska in the Amazon
Purge my ego till it’s all gone
Search inward
A hundred more art shows
Go back to get my undergrad
Be a better husband, a better dad
Take fifty years
Build the best treehouse
Fifty more learning to simplify
Buy a Cessna plane, learn to fly
Buy souvenirs
Up in northern Laos
Finish every project I neglect
Go back to school, be an architect
Rules Frank obeyed
Are ready to be explored
Start a band with my closest friends
Playing shows on the weekends
Spend a decade
Writing each record
Spend a winter in the sad mid west
Rest my head upon your breasts
Build a fire
Keep each other warm
Patagonia, climb the mountain side
Iceland, to see the northern lights
Sing in a choir
Master a new art form
My list could go on and on
An endless song of all my wants
And my fallback
I’ll tell you just incase
If someday I have to die
Make sure the caskets got clean lines
Play the first track
Off “In A Safe Place”