Ramsay
The hollowed out
Carcass in my lounge says
"Mortality is so vogue Right now"
Whilst the daoist uncoupling
She now impinges our lives around
But the medicine she's pouring out
Ain't gonna cut it anyhow
Sockets don't help me see
But the dark that's now deleting
Right in front of me
How revealing
Like nothing but without
Even nothing to get my
Former head around
As I return to the undifferentiated
Conscious coalescence
In my foresought reintegration
Do I not irrefutably observe
I never was separated anyway?
(Instrumental)
Pitting our gravity against the chandelier
Waiting predictably for the dust to clear
Let it serve to remind even our love just wants us alive
A token to the question
"What kind of affection resolves itself with a well timed jump?"
Truth be told my gustoes waning
And I don't think one story would do it anyway
(Instrumental)
Might it not be best
Just to go back to bed?
And in the morning
We'll just say we're dead
Watch the rest playing out
Like an experiential audience driven enactment
Set now
Starring the only two people we can bear
Be around
And in a moment just like this one
When no others doors are open
I'll let you go first