I'm obsessed with a lighthouse flash
I can see on my bedroom wall.
How far I go the island is visible.
But you know something I don't know.
And you're defined by classical
Markings on a field report,
Plate tectonics.
High up ahead is a metal map
With its text in calligraphy
Down if you please
Are the cafes and cypress trees.
Rest and recount Sant'Anna Stazzema
In silence we leave another brain behind.
Heard of ailing altitudes
And Death Road in Bolivia,
Purposeful technological feats
And astonishing trivia.
And don't we beam to hear
The complex use of Tylenol,
Humans pickled in alcohol
He gazes, gazes out to sea.
It's only for a minute then it's...
Hand me evidence
I got drunk on evidence
To hear a tune on a Tuscan evening.
To be a pupil of an omen or a prize.
The creosote and the asbestosis.
To hear the cries.
High up ahead is a metal map
With it's text in calligraphy.
Down if you please
Are the cafes and cypress trees.
Rest and recound Sant'Anna Stazzema
In silence we leave another brain behind.