Light off. Light on. Look for reason
Like a bird of season, it was leaving, now it’s gone
Carry on
Twisting turning, but barely learning
Should be discerning about my place, and the place where I belong
Am I wrong?
There’s no right choice. For every turn
There’s uncertain road, and bridge to burn
I’ve got to find a way back to yesterday somehow
I’ve given in to entropy. I don’t know, but I want to believe
If I bleed enough will the river see me now
See me now
The wind/trees once told me from the leaves of/wind in old tea
What you find unfolding is a verse, in a chapter, in a tome
(But) I don’t know
I’ve been waiting patient. Prostrate and nascent
Juxtaposed, adjacent, to the ground, to the sky, to the fire
I’m just a f* on the pyre
REFRAIN
Cracked and shaking. The plates pushing, breaking
It’s world unmaking itself in the image of a man
Was that the plan?
Lay low. Let go. You will hear the echo of the slow roll halo
And an imminent shockwave
Who will be saved?
REFRAIN
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