My brain is slow | |
To catch up with all the joy | |
It's everywhere | |
Clouded by only filth | |
I've left a trail of bodies | |
In my wake | |
Up to ?? ?? | |
Through all these years | |
About the wrong way | |
To get around | |
I don't remember when | |
I left the ground | |
There is a lot of homework | |
Let's settle down | |
From the passing storm | |
There are we | |
Two dreams have reached | |
Every nerve ending all | |
Possibilities | |
For a spectacular | |
Floral choral moralistic light |