i can

torch the books and rewrite all of the worlds knowledge
i can paint you all over the city
every street you turn
is another stencil of you

i can create a life and destroy one in the making
i can start a revolution outa sheer boredom

i can't split an atom but i can define your existence.
i can preach to you about something of pure trivialness and still entertain you

i can climb the mountains and still find you amongst the city

i can write a book about my flaws
and turn your beauty into a song

i can walk to the end of the city with no intention of reaching a destination.

i can rant for hours on end