You're no good for me
My formulated drug an acquired taste
awaits
We wade out into it, Dawn of the century.
We're way
Once
This garden grew just light.
Just like an ivy, blinding eyes
While you were taking sides
I was shaking the world from
So it came to pass that I'd stayed with you
Tired stars navigate the tiny storms teeming on the far
As they laid
my bones down at the crossroads, I saw
Our grave danger built of lights and motors strikes the
I am the unfortunate tourist, stranded
At the edge of your
Complicate, all the things you say.
What tiny lives each of
And we returned to heaven to confront our resurrected