Feathers on the water
Flown from the bed
There death rested
A pillow for its head

People want to walk on crystal clouds
I give them gravity
People want to cross the gate
Moses parted the Red Sea
People want to live forever
I bring them death and disease
People want to be invisible
I give them eyes to see

People want to be united
I part them with the oceans
People want an elixir
But Jesus had no potions
People want to find meaning
I bring them no notions
People want to create
I give them emotions

People want logic
I bring them the absurd
People want music
Angels bring them songs unheard
People want to know the universe
I just give them planet earth
People want to be free
They just have to say the word

Sinking deep or full-sail ahead
These are the contents of my head
But for every time I saw the ocean, not the sea
Lord, have mercy on me

Flaming numbness or burnt-out desire
My body's always on fire
But for every time I fell victim to gluttony
Lord, have mercy on me

A sunshower in the day and a candle in the dark
This is the mystery of my heart
But for every time, I traded still rainbows for the wind's speed
Lord, have mercy on me

A devil prefers wet lips; God prefers silence
Didn't realize that such small words could cause such big violence
But for every time, I don't think before I speak
Lord, have mercy on me

They laugh and frown anytime I sing and dance
This is just my circumstance
But for every time they use the sword and not the pen
Lord, have mercy on them

Nights under stars
Sand between toes
Drive-in movie cars
Freshly fallen snow
Raggedy dresses
Waterfall rainbows
Socotra trees
Ripped pantyhose
Unmatched socks
Leaves in transition
Innocence and sunflowers
Lighthouses and words written
Familiar kitchen patterns
In a stranger’s house
New Orleans architecture
A cemetery mouse
Flip-flops in winter
Zebras and block parties
Cinnamon and cloves
Whiskey and Bacardi
Candy in pillow cases
Static electricity in the dark
Barun Valley and painted faces
Houses made from tree bark
Wrap-around porches
Neon city lights
Lightning-bug torches
Thunderstorm nights
Epicurean summers
Lapis Lazuli skies
Youth prayers in rocking chairs
Heterochromatic eyes

Angelic minds deflowered
By the ice cream in hell
Now master becomes servant
With sandwich board and bell
No one wants damaged goods
They’ll put you under a spell
Of shame, flames, and runaway trains
And secrets not to tell

Fall back into the rhythm, love
Fall upwards to the sky
Forget the sword and rose, love
Your heart will get you by
Fall forward into sin, love
Rise downwards to the earth
Forget the author of these words
Your death triumphs your birth

A cell is a tumor is a star is a sun
A prison for prisms of light
A square then a circle then a spiral when it’s done
But the shapes are always changing
And on a light night or a dark day
Find your soul in a constellation
The cup of mystery is the sky, if you may
Find the answer in a fateful cloud and pray
Who knows where the time goes
If only your body could go where your mind roams
To have the grace to look death in the eye
When beasts aren’t cruel, it’s us who are wild
And on a dark day or a light night
Picture yourself as the main creator
Gather life from other worlds with all your might
And transplant them here for later

The Moon is rising like the Eucharist
Lunacy is its laughing sacrament
And my zenith awaits in Saturn's tryst
Still I hope this trip was no accident
Some say outer space is God's holy hall
And only a fool would call it their bane
Symphonies vibrate these sterile white walls
Still I miss the blue Earth's primitive reign
But I'm no longer gravity's sweet child
My ego is eclipsed by stars in sway
The existential woe is denial
But it helps to keep my demons at bay
(This mission is a bright neon arcade
In the cosmic riddle's endless tirade)