The Waterfall

"Maybe you can tell me what this one means I have no God damned clue All right, here we go." It had to be the most singular beautiful thing I'd ever seen in my life A gigantic waterfall, spread out in front of me in the middle of the night The rushing water reflected off the full moon as little stars Blinking, whispering; bright flash then fading on And I look there, down the giant fall the water below And hear the rushing river pounding upon my ear drums Beating slow my heart moves inside the rhythm The rushing water follows a drum as a break-beat Simple, broken but easy to track on son And I drown every fourth count, make my move and now I feel the rushing water beating, pounding, bringing down And as I look back, take an exhalation ready to do my job It kinda looks like my face but the...*stammers* Fuck Anyway I turn around and look at the line that's formed By the waters edge moving, marching with the water in time And I stand there on a little box at the front of the velvet rope And every person stands on the cliff, shakes my hand and says "I know." And I say "it's good to see you, thank you for coming along" I give 'em a pat on the back a gentle nudge and watch them all fall And one by one they take the dive off the edge of the cliff I watch them line - spread for miles and it never seems to end My shift is endless - I watch the seconds on the clock tick And everyone shakes my hand and says the same shit And I gave them the same gentle smile, nudge, pat on the back And I don't recognize any of these faces but I treat 'em like they're friends And a simple push I watch them slip and fall into the mist And disappear the water's so loud I never hear their bodies hit And the fall must be a thousand miles long The river must be a million knots deep And I'm standing here trying to make this sense see I'm observing myself do this job - I'm not in my body I am floating, looking down from maybe ten feet above me And everyone's treated the same - a simple friendly cordial respect As I pat them on their back and gently nudge them by the neck And watch their little frames fall I float away from me now And trace one persons body as he drifts all the way down And the water rushes, splashes, look inside their face I see a smile displayed Their hearts stopped beating from the over-whelming exaggerating shape Of their life thus far they look back and wonder Why they made this choice - I ask them as they're falling And none of 'em answer, none of 'em hear And none of 'em pay any attention to me, dear Except for me - standing at the top of the cliff pushing 'em near To their end - their death - their final fall and failure And I'm happy that I could help - happy that I could serve them And I don't fuckin' know what this means help me on out It's just a dream - I need more sleep Or a cup of coffee to drag me out of this early morning haze My stupid face and whiskered brow And I'm sitting here trying to make sense of why I'd kill this crowd And why they'd ask me - why they'd volunteer for it To put their buck upon the table and let me push them of a cliff Put their buck upon the table and let me push them of the cliff Put their buck upon the table and let me...I forget