The moon rises and waits for the sun to catch up
Shimmering, bursting rays - kaleidoscope of colors before my eyes
Pink lemonade, tongue-cooling freak of nature
Lightening in my fingertips - cloudy grey eyes with a sky of blue outside
White-rimmed tires of uneasy destiny
And I piss you off again - reason still virtually unexplored
Territorial gestures amuse the fancies of others while we howl and lunge for each others' throats.
Cannot stop the conniving
Never can halt they lying and snap-deciding
Going off half-baked ideas
Notions of higher times - my highest realm was within myself
And enter in, I did dare to dwell
On the kind of luxurious hell that haunts me as I seek to tell my story
And misty red-eyed is this dilated vision of mine
And so do the brambles love to intertwine
With my absent mind - that rambles on inside me
SNAP KRACKLE POP - PING SLAM BOOM
Go to sleep now - I pray thee slumber well.
For I will await the darkness alone - Until the black night engulfs me
And I transform into something wholly pure, beautiful, mystical, kind and intuitive
Transformation into myself.