We are such impeccable dreamers
Featuring our fear and our disgust
As often as the lightness of our being
You are still too young to be faulted
For forgetting your promises
We aspire to rise as high
As our shadows remain grounded
We found the sun at last
Burning past the guardians of our irises
We are never hard at heart
Though our sensitive skin
May have toughened a bit
Since we incarnated in this
Dichotomous existence
We are sincere in our pursuit of feelings
We cheer for the joy of our relations
Young mothers sustain their children
On limitless supplies of oxygen and love
Apparently we are a pair of old tornadoes
Hugging these pressure currents closely
Our souls are always in motion
Constantly twirling, convulsing
And unfolding invisible codexes into reality
Spirals of sonic architecture
Functionally resonant with the subtle essence
Of our hearts' deepest longing

It's invigorating
Like the sound
Of oil frying in a pan
We are on fire
All of us
Tonight and forever
We have heaven in our spines
And can resume flying
Any time we’d like to
Remember who you are
It's now or never
For feathers are embers
Of the Sun
That have become
Flaming wings
To bring you
Back to eternity
We seek beings and virtues
Not material things
Money and fame
Are but arrows
Guiding us forward
On our path
We alone trust
The breath of god
And the space
Of kindness embodied
In the gentle touch
And melodic laughter
That resonates between
A lover and beloved

Love is burning in the forest
Morsels of flesh and cloves of garlic
Follow the scents back to your apartment
And sell our sedentary sound systems
Compound interest rates take no victims here
Defend the elements we can’t contend with
Let's make delicate offerings until the end is near

Could we create meaning from objects
Tumbling like feathers from the tops of buildings
Could we collect the silence and place it in our bodies
Subjective fingers bring you eager categories
While seekers of feeling harbor no jealousy

Crumbling
The loudest crash
You’ve ever heard
Then another
Thankfully
It's already over
Before it stands
A chance
Of getting worse

But you can’t get rid of the dread you carry
So we take arrows and aim it at the sun
And punish the ones who have loved our fathers
And anyone else who dared to get here first

So many secrets taken into the forest
We are shaking like leaves in the dirt
You say, many hands make light work
Yet thousands of feet are unsure of this phrase
So they take turns in their innocence
Leaving dusty footprints in the Earth

What can hide that taste of your sorrow
What can mask your grief and your hatred
What is swimming in your mouth and your stomach
Who is awakened by the sound of it's rumbling

I am an ill tempered planet
Which leaves very little room
For anybody else's management