Ultra-Violet Flood
Left behind the dusty trails that explorers swept up, I think yesterday, maybe not,
Blaze the tribal sense of yearning, and join the rebels in their cause, throw back the carpets,
Grab my hand and fall, slick back rivers, moused up and ready for a night of carnival lights,
Sights, sounds, pounding hearts, bleeding proud, that alcoholic trip is over,
Monday night Blue Collar specials, lime with a twist,
Mint with an after taste of remorse, throw it in between those slender cheekbones,
fractured from today's bar fight, sanction the dreams, the demons, video games aren't alright,
drinking until sleep comes over me like a solar eclipse, lunar light express,
radiating bliss, persisting on loneliness in my room where the music plays, and the bass drums boom,
pedals thumping to and fro, bump, bump, bump, bout, shout about our wings broken by answers,
ignorant smiles, replaced by cynical cancer, tumorous vessels, lymphoma in the brain,
neuroscience has a new enemy to detain, shackle with handcuffs, earmuffs,
and all the latest protection agencies, from national guards to private eyes, information retrieval,
symbiotic lies, built into a faithful, obedient servant, no more questions in suspension, outer space,
aspirin cells, it's hell, and I'm sinking, it's hell, and I'm thinking about chance,
Romance, the last dance we had on disco balls, wedding reception halls, church turned shopping malls,
and isn't it ironic, don't I think? Where did the paycheck go, and why do I feel fake,
because my suntan lotion is on thick enough, my skin is turning from pasty white to pale pink,
burning, I'm burning up, and I wanted to be spread over your earth, and your pine cones,
become one with energy, prove my own e=mc squared, dare to be compared by others, smothered by their thoughts,
opinions, I'm in an intellectual drought, famished in Egypt's river mouth, Nile, south of the border,
breaking through patrols of policemen, building iron pyramids on imaginary lines,
stereotyping the stereotyped lines, confusing that blurred area between safe assumption, and hypocritical try,
tie yourself onto that vulture, uphold your prejudice, get ready to dive,
tear into that slipping human mind, punctured the tenderized skin, pulverized from within,
forced skull cap grins placing pressure on the innards of twin inhibitions, thrown to the wind,
it was fun while it lasted, it was new while I lived,
if i can fit, I'll make a mold, when the heat rises above boiling,
I'll turn from solid fake, to full-fledged bold.
- Hark
Blaze the tribal sense of yearning, and join the rebels in their cause, throw back the carpets,
Grab my hand and fall, slick back rivers, moused up and ready for a night of carnival lights,
Sights, sounds, pounding hearts, bleeding proud, that alcoholic trip is over,
Monday night Blue Collar specials, lime with a twist,
Mint with an after taste of remorse, throw it in between those slender cheekbones,
fractured from today's bar fight, sanction the dreams, the demons, video games aren't alright,
drinking until sleep comes over me like a solar eclipse, lunar light express,
radiating bliss, persisting on loneliness in my room where the music plays, and the bass drums boom,
pedals thumping to and fro, bump, bump, bump, bout, shout about our wings broken by answers,
ignorant smiles, replaced by cynical cancer, tumorous vessels, lymphoma in the brain,
neuroscience has a new enemy to detain, shackle with handcuffs, earmuffs,
and all the latest protection agencies, from national guards to private eyes, information retrieval,
symbiotic lies, built into a faithful, obedient servant, no more questions in suspension, outer space,
aspirin cells, it's hell, and I'm sinking, it's hell, and I'm thinking about chance,
Romance, the last dance we had on disco balls, wedding reception halls, church turned shopping malls,
and isn't it ironic, don't I think? Where did the paycheck go, and why do I feel fake,
because my suntan lotion is on thick enough, my skin is turning from pasty white to pale pink,
burning, I'm burning up, and I wanted to be spread over your earth, and your pine cones,
become one with energy, prove my own e=mc squared, dare to be compared by others, smothered by their thoughts,
opinions, I'm in an intellectual drought, famished in Egypt's river mouth, Nile, south of the border,
breaking through patrols of policemen, building iron pyramids on imaginary lines,
stereotyping the stereotyped lines, confusing that blurred area between safe assumption, and hypocritical try,
tie yourself onto that vulture, uphold your prejudice, get ready to dive,
tear into that slipping human mind, punctured the tenderized skin, pulverized from within,
forced skull cap grins placing pressure on the innards of twin inhibitions, thrown to the wind,
it was fun while it lasted, it was new while I lived,
if i can fit, I'll make a mold, when the heat rises above boiling,
I'll turn from solid fake, to full-fledged bold.
- Hark