I was flying over a vaporized lake then fell asleep picturing it’s sunset
There were velvet curtains out in the distance
But there were pints of paint along it’s coast needing me to color it
And sitting right across was your frown
You were staring— gone in the bleak terrain
But once you pull out a hanged man to turn your life upside down
You’ll find that everything you disbelieved
Only starts to be believed in
when it fills in your life’s travelogue
in a way you’d hopеd it’d go
Because
therе’s just no time for you and time for me
There’s never enough room for all my thoughts
Though all the stars shine for nobody but me
We’ll sit down under the same tamed star all our lives
And until I change everything to get everything
I’ll wait for Ross 154 to fall on top of my head
And for my moon to be in trine with my mercury
Only then does it all start to make sense
Even when it doesn’t