Wait for a fall, and youâd want to try and recall,
Times spent in better days, wasting a glorious afternoon.
Think back to summer and youâd want to,
But Iâm losing you this time.
Canât decide if I mind.
When oceans earn the right to dry up,
And stars have fallen earthward by the score.
Ah! The end reeks of familiar,
Of ever after me to you.
Final her flames are beautiful,
Close your eyes and close me out of sight.
Weâre not for certain cut. Desire,
That calls me back to you and loses time.
Sold, expired, retarded, burnt out,
Will you still kiss my charred remains?
Oh your face looks like an angel,
Lips and lids are closing, itâs alright.
âI never printed too hard with the Allaways,
We riddled cradles to coffins, spastics to boffins,
And threw ourselves in line with the universe expanding.
With all the trinkets clutching, you deserved,
To force a post into history youâd reserved.
I never printed too hard with the Allaways.
I know you heard it before, but we all came from the stars,
And these protons and nucleus are all we really are.
I never printed too hard with the Allaways,
And sent a D.N.A. code into traction,
Itâs got a sigil of an overbite, ah! ah!
And now itâs spinning like a wheel,
Like a chakra in reverse.
Itâs got a reason to print with me everyday,
Was I merely a blip along the way?
And over and ever forever itâs finite,
Over and ever forever infinite,
On thin ice.
Itâs breaking in transmutation.
And itâs born again,
And it gets formed again.
And itâs coming back in two,
And now itâs coming back two times.â