I feel your head exploding. And now I hear you mourning. For a world of never knowing. To nights of stepping out of line. With the wild kind. . I see your body glowing.
This tapedeck you brought is physically smoldering. A road catalog of history frozen. These voices you call a bitter sweet morning. It must mean so much, this forgotten touch.
Here, on the summit we cry. Tears down the mountain side. Waves, crashing over the roads. And down to bury our home. Enough to bury our home. Then, as the years flew by.
You keep dancing around. But you won't slow down. Please cousin (?), hear me out. You might get caught and if you want,. you can keep your fingers crossed.
Oh, the things we see. Through connected wires. Are the people that flee. From friendly fire?. When they separate me. Into being stored. With all the recessed genes.
Someone long gone. Said to stay calm. Keep your head on. If you need love. . Hide your cradle. And a headstone. In the watermark. When the sea comes. .
How in the world can i explain. . When the words leap off from the page?. Is there a way to celebrate. When I'm scared straight from the past parades?.
Another night alone, temporary dream. I came in through your window, sleep-walkin'. Standing arm and arm, still so out of reach. There's nowhere left to go, so stay with me.