I distrust reality
There is doubt
In my gravity
Casting out
Some lines
In the well
Finding signs
The whole world just fell

I have doubts
In their sanity
Ins and outs
Dreams and vanity
Far beyond
Conceivable terms
Pretty fond
Of feeding the worms

I take pride
In our eulogy
I abide
By mythology
Our latest fever
Got us out of bed
We could feel better
At least we're not dead