With Venusia I awake to the scenes of cotton lake. It's peculiar where we stay taking flowers everyday. Amber has already taken half of the control. As we wander swimming holes.
While passing through the clouds of diamond dust. As two mock suns arise beside our one. The sun dogs guide the way towards the east. And set behind the valley of calm trees.
A burning flame goes by and by. Visible love stands side by side. It comprehends. Beginnings never end. . Into the cycle of the here and now. We take our fears and disappear somehow.
Krill edible oceans at their feet. A troublesome troop out on safari. A lullaby holds their drones in sleep. . For tatteling clearly indiscreet. Five fallible flags in hybersonic.
At club 18-30 i met Julius Caesar,. Lady Diana and Mother Theresa.. At club 18-30 i met Julius Caesar,. Lady Diana and Mother Theresa.. . Signs, you know I see them all the time.
Some sort of assembly took us through time / Awakened my mind. I was as clockwork-you were alive to prevent my eyes from surprise. When we wish for the same things many see signs - some others find.
Awakening to a swirling surgence. I peel away to listen in. Turning myself away from the future. Unable to explain anything. Spanning the sights of emerging patterns.
Magick without tears. Magick without tears. Magick without tears. The magical veneer. . The way to mother noose. The way to suck an egg. The way to golden dawn.
Row, there's only seven more miles to go. Row, there's only seven more miles to go. Row, there's only seven more miles to go. Row, there's only seven more miles to go.
Light touched my hands in a dream of golden skans. From now on, you can forget all future plans. Night touched my hands with the turning, golden skans.
Come on with me through ruined lipglock. Across Tangian deserts, we'll flock. Madcap Medusa, flank my foghorn. We'll change four seasons with our first born.
From a starting point. At the present time. Follow a straight line. Eventually we know the you'll. End up behind. . Immediately find. At the present time.
The tomb crew bring sugar oil. We'll meet at the mirrored statue. Margaret, my girl, standing on air. That is my name, that is my name. . Light the bridges with the lantern.
Oww!. Theres a halfman, half horse, who still runs through. my thoughts as he rides on a flame in the sky. He comes through the centuries with me on his engines..
Celestial catastrophe. Orbiting machines. Entropy evaporates. Absorbing the obscene. . Reoccurring collision, glowing. Glowing collisions, reoccurring.
Myriads of silver discs. Signals have been noticed. Out on the drift. . Here comes the flashover. From our new neighbor. Here comes the flashover. Behold new colors.
Send out a sound for the wood between the worlds. Gently repeat as the boundaries start to swirl. Keep to the call that is twice now liminal. It's not the same where the trails lead to the outer regions.
Sailing silver waves. Through the skies and 'round your eyes. And in the pockets of the tide. A meeting place by night. . Sequin covered swans. They're used to make their own mosaics.
Good thieves of burning cars. Encircle poisoned rivers, minds and hearts. Horses want to dance. But find their wings are damaged, water damaged. . Gold is selling out.