Nothing is true but
Everything is too real
I can't see the sunlight
if I only watch the moon
my eyes. they smoulder
my head to become paste
to glue my senses
that fall victim to that
which makes all else
everything and nothing in one.
or two? moreless than three
but too are these sheets
that held I within and without
above and below,
taken to give and given to take
Field of fucking flowers at my feet of folly
Thine and mine, the time is shy of flight
Venture love of Eve and Wall-E
Be not coy and fish for might
i want lemons and a soap bar;
i want amber without the tar;
i want me and i want you.
i want flotation teleportation;
i want mass communication;
i want in on being out;
i want to befriend the doubt;
i want in with the old, out with the new- yeah.
i want me and i want you;
i want to hear what's there so there is here;
i want side sight of the viewing rear;
i want you, only the you my dear.
