Unstoppable force and immovable object,. repel one another when by chance colliding.. The Brownian-Motion within this love potion,. ensures our opinions are always dividing..
Insomnia taunts me, I turned on my t.v.;. Rapt in the arms of a galaxy spiral.. Heard a sea-shell hid it's secret as well.. This nexus is key to our planets survival..
(It's a load of old John Bull). Cruel Britannia ruled the waves, Empire. oiled by toiling slaves. White flag stained. St.George Cross red, and blues sung for.
Sailing of the century - a human life raft floating. the jaws of the void approaching - growing closer by the hour. Played lottery with destiny - could not believe you'd lose.
[The Farm Hand's Ghost:]. "My kin and I had laboured hard. To reap the yearly harvest.. Lain weary on our gathered sheaves we. Cracked a vat of ale. Poured a toast;.
'Free citizens of Planet Earth';. The leptons in some base equation.. Bound by swaddling-chains from birth,. Unto travail and assentation.. Given what they're taught to crave;.
Now the final curtain's fallen,. for no show goes on forever,. if the world's a stage - mine's empty.. whilst upon it you'll tread never.. As the instruments lie silent in their coffins made of wood,.
Here's just a few of the changes I'll make. when mankind appoints me king of Planet Earth. So pass me my crown (my scepter and gown). Hear the first proclamation of Martin the I.
At the vanguard of a juddering caravan,. hurriedly galloping down a dirt-track.. Six furtive figures, crooked as Caliban;. Smuggling hope to the land of the claque..
A song i dedicate unto those who share my need. to give their all - and should they fall strive on til they succeed.. . though my belly aches with hunger - weary limbs tremble and shiver.