There's a riot hiding behind the cigarette
and its hanging from the dividing screens
The countries true chief needs no gold
and the devil is riding his bleeding wings
oil mother world sea, all soil and bloom
tooth, talon, claw, and my living room
all around above the falling sea
all around blossom and bone and bee
oh how I love thee
here in this floating space
me I am all that I can see
me and all around me
like lights in the darkening blue
the red dawn of the burning west
down into the sea, the sea
of this love
me is only natures change
and flower, deaths arbor
love thee sea
the sea of all things
these eternal spaces
filled
filled
with spring
But perhaps I am only a liar
and a damn fool
walking alone in the darkness
and praying aloud
to you
to you
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