Two ripe for solar, tender rust
Too unfortunate to wake up
Not a problem, dont blame us
In the warm of daylights cunt
In the black hole of cream and sunbeds
In the break of a strong fast
In the opened heart of awareness there is us

She said how we get there doesnt matter
Its all how you breathe...and stay kind
And that Im an enlightened bear
Though a scavenger through with scavenging
In a moment Ill lose my mind
In an hour Ill lose my substance
In my prime years I might unwind
On my deathbed Ill think of us as good on earth
My yarrow, my aloe and my changing needs

Smooth isnt effortless, soon doesnt wallow
In a poets hands awakened
Shes a moderate sexual artist
In a snowblind we are a fire
In the headlights we are a rabbit
In our downtime were always on
In the dawn of time we were right there giving birth
A new lemon, two apples and the dream
Of us all

Entangled in the wet girl
Her island unto myself
Entangled like a left turn
When you lean on somebody else
Well need the wise and fortunate to help out
Just so you know
Well need the fire and effect of everything
We tell to ourselves
Underneath the red ringing bell
Wondering who has been here before and fell
Underheath our vanitys high hope tight rope glow
So no-one knows weve become one

The most we can offer is awe and a well
Of intention
What is saved isnt lost here
Underneath the red ringing bell
Wondering who has been here before and fell