summer sure left in a hurry leaving the long light nights to fly away with more dark.
the day becomes coldcold spirals.
(after my mind i can think of nothing more serious than matter)
facts dis-pair inchingly, forwardly, cowardly.
faces contort vividly, indifferently....quietly you spin while you learn and feel whywhile you cry.
revolving sideways drying your eye. come all the spirals.
coasting, catching seperate integers in an infinite glue of nothing.
it is there (nothing is there) and full of so many wonderful things. come all the spirals.
hold out my hand or follow me and i will give or take you to nothing so wonderful.
underneath all of our lives, there lives a vacant master, a do-er, a maker, a lover, a taker and a giver.
show them their time in your life. choose to be the master. do the right light. make the first mark. love your beat. take the breath. and give yourself to whatever you know controls your destiny. around and around.
come the spirals.
the day becomes coldcold spirals.
(after my mind i can think of nothing more serious than matter)
facts dis-pair inchingly, forwardly, cowardly.
faces contort vividly, indifferently....quietly you spin while you learn and feel whywhile you cry.
revolving sideways drying your eye. come all the spirals.
coasting, catching seperate integers in an infinite glue of nothing.
it is there (nothing is there) and full of so many wonderful things. come all the spirals.
hold out my hand or follow me and i will give or take you to nothing so wonderful.
underneath all of our lives, there lives a vacant master, a do-er, a maker, a lover, a taker and a giver.
show them their time in your life. choose to be the master. do the right light. make the first mark. love your beat. take the breath. and give yourself to whatever you know controls your destiny. around and around.
come the spirals.
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