Strobe light
Strobe light
Through a door in the end on a crumbling stair
In a clear and rushing vein, in a tunnel full of rain
In a piece of yellow light on the skin of my eye, are you there?
In the wind of my lung, in methane and in love
In petroleum plumes, there's a floating slice of moon
In your tooth and your claw and your unforgiving jaws, are you there?
On a burning white ship, in the taste of her lips
In the blood of the swans as the sun fucks the dawn
In the mud of the lake, in the drunk and the dazed, are you there?
In the now that is not, on a ladder to God
On a mountain stripped bare, with your hand in my hair
Behind the face of the sky on a disappearing lie, are you there?
In the then that was now, in the now that is not
In our names we forgot, in a thought we just lost
We become what we choose, we are stumbling fools who are not there
There's some tangled dirty twine, in some idiot's clouded mind
There's some wires that won't unwind around the ankles of the blind
There's some walls lined with soft lead and in that room is your bed, is that really you?
Are you in there?
On the moon?
In the air?
In my hand?
Thrown in a fire?
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