All That Ever Is

By Victor Uriz

The freeway sounds like the ocean, city lights look like stars

The ole moon singing down at me, to sound of a Spanish guitar

Trash dancing in the wind, my words cold clouds of steam

If I told you how I felt, would you say you still know what I mean

Streets dark and damp, puddles where the rain it fell

If I looked you in the eye, would you say you still know me well

Old friend have they gotten to you yet

Compromise yourself

Mayas what you get

What we become, these things we pretend

Careful what you value 

These things become you in the end

All that ever is, ever will be or was, from original sin, to unconditional love

Beneath a crooked smile, I hear a tenor sax sad and low

The nights so lonely, I feel it in the notes he blows

Play it sweet, make it true, Lay it down real sad, brother won’t you make it blue

We can change this world, if we change our minds

Put it down in poem, for the deaf the dumb and for the blind

Old friend, have they gotten to you yet 

Sacrifice yourself, Dharma’s what you get 

What we become, these things we pretend

Careful what you value 

These things become you in the end

All that ever is, ever will be or was, from original sin to unconditional love