Song Meat

歌詞

A frozen lake is solved. By all means... Its The slowing down of your brain Around that certain sort of math. The result... Completely destroys the snow globe Which results in... One calling for an Eyewash and hand replacement ............. .............. ........................... I suppose I've been brave The highly unlikly rock and all its valves Are roped off . As is the would find luggage dilemma Of love and money I know now the problem Lies in no one wire of the human heart No none of its 12 plugs can be pulled To tear all veins in one fell swoop Like wall socket roots Through their smooth calm sheets of plaster skin And much thinking makes so little of time And of lives Whats left are fires beating off of faces Spreading in the heat left after beards. The bright red skeleton of a cynic, And the fine line differences in skin consistancy. However so slightly permanent These are the things that will never be songs... Never more wet concrete for song street... This is not more wet concrete for new song street... Not poor silked concrete for beneath lord songs soft feet... Not poor song meat... Not song not more raw wheat... For the poem popes and sing job's Mastering the fast mean walks of big show street... Fast