fake flight
some buggers just can sense things more if you
you shine
like a new moon though only on the other side
we were fine
as kids and when the draper wasn't rotten yellow
reach behind
don't rip your scales off swimming in the light tide
mankind
will seize more as soon as that's what we find
behind
each tree and under every rock a gold mine
keep looking behind
at least don't layer your thoughts upon the steps and ebbs of foresight
free from the kids
but then they'll die
feeding her in her own garden
what i'd give
just trippin' dishin' back in
her own cause and
running down well eroded ground
you can wait for the flag to wave
or the dust he stuck it in her eyes
counting down washed up
here's how you're planning on being the last one
in her own napoli-nucleonic system
lying ways with the way you once were
a lot kinder with a certain intention more sure
'cause night lasts a lot longer than day
in some places like the darkest star that stays
it's all these lights
steeper trails lead people off to more productive times
while others hide
there forever in the infrastructure keeping nice and quiet
but you're an exceptionally shy
like a new moon though only on the warm side