I'm all alone In the world Blowing like a leaf In the currents of random change I see only whats in front of me I'm in a hurry (that was close) Higher and higher I try to climb But solipsistic slumber Makes me totally blind It is not a dream It is not a dream to me Absurdity and all I will get up when I fall And look around (look around at world around you)

For whom do you scrape the face of the mother of us all To whom does all this go to afterwards

What am I to do in the midst of plans being thwarted I'm only getting started It's not fair! They're becoming aware Oh where, oh where Do I go from here Barber's the only one in this town Who could bring me down All of my plans set in motion! I dropped the ball (clay people: could'a had it all) I thought I could keep them close I wont let them drink the potion (clay person 1: so it's a potion that turns us into clay?) (clay person 2: well not really, but she's on a roll let's just go with it) Their father was a snoopy on (clay people: that son of a gun) But we got rid of him by sowing (The seeds of his devotion) Mailman was the first observer bewitched by telescope's lens The only on who could have caught me With red clay upon my hands So I called upon friends in high places And now his ass is gone I know what I'll do about Barber With a little help from my friends in the upper echelon (NASA guy: Hello this is NASA) Get me Lordland Candlestick on the line! (NASA guy: right away) Lordland: My dear, my dear How lovely it is to hear from you My dear, my dear What can I do for you Mayor Winsconson: What wouldn't you do for me, let's just be honest Lordland: hahahaha Mayor W: Well there is one thing I really need you to do for me Lordland: Anything! Mayor W: There's this little twerp Who's been disrupting my work Lordland: I'll kill them! Mayor W: Please don't Their name is Barber They've got an affinity for telescopes Just send them an email or something Tell them you'll show them the ropes And meanwhile I'll finish building My army Of little clay things Lordland: Little play things Mayor W: That's right For you and me Lordland: For you and me Mayor W: For you and meeeeeee Out passed the moon Amongst the stars That's where I belong Arcturus is ours But only the rich Will be fit to embark Housed in a litteral replica Of Noah's ark And we'll leave all these peasants to rust And build a society based on lust

Oceans for hair Mountains for teeth

Baby it's easy when you get just what you want But sometimes it's just much harder than it looks And baby it's easy when you get just what you need But sometimes it all just goes Straight to hell Oh well And maybe I'm just making this more complicated than it has to be But I suppose that's all based on your ability to perceive What is normal And what is not And I've been waiting for some destiny Or clarity Or something bigger than me And maybe you're just trying to impress somebody else But these decisions that you make are all part of a charade And I hope that it is worth it I said I hope that it is worth it Because I've been waiting for some sympathy Because honesty just isn't doing the trick And I've been praying for some clarity or a prophesy To hold onto what I believe Swimming around in the shallow end of life is such a drag But if you go too far off the deep end You could loose everything you ever had And baby it's easy when you get just want But sometimes it all just goes Straight to hell

For whom does the sky burn

It wasn't a plan It wasn't a dream

Tooth ache Bone break Pain is the game

Standing on the back of a slow moving beast

I met a traveler from an antique land Who gave me a big bucket of sand She told me "you've long since passed This bucket of sand is all that's left" At the end of eternity when all of time has passed We will look at your shattered visage and laugh For you and your family are dead and gone And so is everything you've ever done Back in those old days You would often laugh from Up on your ivory tower The pointing The screaming The laughing The killing As you'd slurp up vast rivers And in your final days You'll still screaming But the difference will be Your in horrible pain As the atrocities you've committed Flash before your week and pail eyes Your beautiful kingdom is now a colossal wreck Your body is not much better In time you will be gone and all of nature herself will laugh Her oceans her forests Her animals Her clay She will laugh forever Meanwhile you'll be rotting Your face becoming one with the dirt Someday you'll be so meaningless That you wont even be there to rot

it wasn't a plan it wasn't a dream it was in the palm of my hand on the branch of a tree it was an occasion buzzing like a fly a new location temporary landing standing on the back of a slow moving beast with oceans for hair and mountains for teeth tooth ache bone break pain is the game pain is just pain pain is a name for whom do you scrape at the face of the mother of us all to whom does all this go to afterwards for whom does the sky burn for whom does the blood run for whom does the choir of mourners sing for you, ahhhh for you, ahhhh (oh my god) it wasn't a movie it wasn't a parade it might have been a pantheon of gods without names but what are the odds odd little phrase odd little world arbitrary days it wasn't a menagerie it's not for display for that you need a viewer and that is impossible "for whom it may concern" such a disconcerted sentiment apostrophic bullshit constructed with a half-baked alphabet for whom does the desert dry for whom does the ocean drown to whom does the freak accident occur to you, ahhh to you, ahhh (oh my god)

Now that we find ourselves in the violent energy that lies behind words There will be something to do with the promised land now The languid yet impermanent fluttering wings of souls For unspecified increments of unknowable time As it is As it was And as it will be We sing We fly We land We eat