Minds Eye Drive By

If you sent me your imagination

I'd strip it down to its component parts

I'd take the gentleness of conversation

And paint its sentences across our hearts

If there was nothing but the sound of silence

I'd turn it up until the heavens wept

And then I'd vaccinate the veins of violence

Telling no one where its ashes slept

If every rainbow had a black and whiteness

There'd be no jealous green or angry red

And in a world of badly bleached politeness

We'd just be highlights of the things we've said

I can't be bothered with procrastination

It's just a way to say your mind can't fly

So if you lend me your imagination

We'll lock and load then bullet the blue sky...