Contemplating life, I see the rivers of reason turn to rainbow ends
A swallow whispers in my ear of tales long lost in the concrete jungles of Babylon
The lone wolf cries the tears that the crocodile long forgot
And the musk rat fears the elephant whose trunk is without movement
O woe is me…
I fly behind the yellow birch tree and scale the lands of Dorian the second.
Heretics have proven the wise man to be wrong
With logical sums that surpass all songs of days to come…
Free at last, free at last, we have a lot to go to be free at last
I solemnly swear to abide by the guidelines father time set for me since before my prime.
And Gaya can shape and mould the volcano’s grove until the ashes bite the dust
And leave the ring worms left behind
To feast on slow rotting carcasses of people left behind
And still the wind blows through their drought filled terrains of lush waterfalls
Erupting contour lines and causing them to shift plates that serve not even one son of China
Two is one too many
Dare I say hello?
The stars blink as the moon eclipses the sun in an effort to stop the Sun cheating on the moon with earth
The sun can’t help but be lured in by the gravitational harmony the earth boasts
The suns red fire is parallel to the earth’s green land and blue waters
Talk about color schemes
I bet you’re happy you got your windows cleaned
Cause as the UV rays blaze towards you, Microwaves blaze you!
So secret satellite spies can snap pictures of soulless soldiers surrounding Sudan
And anybody anywhere can know your current whereabouts by reversing the polarity of that GPRS chip in your pocket
They’re talking about Connecting People and you thought they meant the two of you?
Don’t be naive Boo boo
Don’t just bend over and spread ‘em like a fool deemed pitiful.
Take the time to look both sides and consult your rearview.