How alike are you with the sun
She's grabbed in thunder's jaw and still haunted by winter's chill
She's not safe

There was one day
I still remember it to the end
You were looking out the window
Comprehending how much effort you put
How little you get while everyone else is stuck on their screens
I heard everything
Then I heard priest spoke some hymns
Down the river from the hills flowing through the prison corridor
Then it all fell like glass and broke
Woven in the clouds still hindering in naive sunlight
It's all right, "be like the love which discovered the sin"
Or amongst the rebel and stone, lemongrass and ginger in free breeze
A polaroid joke about laughter captured, hung before everything
Dreams made us feel, rest is an act
I witnessed snapping out

I feel motivated to be anxious by the crippling feeling of losing touch
But maybe I am not so weak

I laid down so hard, unbearable
I crumbled down in the groove of my paranoia
To search inside a dream, a fritter halfway between
When i woke up believing
I am king
I heard a gunshot from within

Plain secrecy, resides in my humour
I'm a little bird
I flew like this all my life
Like a bag of sand losing my burning weight
Against the current tides of blowing wind

Ticking away, the time that owes us blood

A distinct galaxy must have

Lipsticks for men and women to kiss where they didn't **** little children and destroy cities

Now again

It's good to hear yourself far away across the street

The softly spoken death sentence

Then screams of abstinence, reoccurring tones of vocal chords tearing up to merciless stretch.

It's a huge shape to draw by a poor weary man

So he decides to join the twisted fate of craze

And then he is forced to the back
The demon whispers "sorry we are full of ordinary man, we don't need more murderers"

Put that thought next to problem 8, a bunch of scribbled lines

Right, left, at ease soldier
Home is far you reside in fear now
You harvest the blood of your brothers
To a lost cause, on a mere madman
At ease soldier, At ease
The lunatics is the air, it's just not you
The paper holds your credentials and a column
For if your head explodes, rearranged till your sane
At ease soldier,
It's a cloud burst, don't panic
I see you on the red spot of Jupiter
Now hide till September