Oh
Everything is loud and mercantile
A messy house of reptiles
Shedding careless
Stop
Underneath the sultry sighing sun awhile
The paradigm unfolds
Incessant
Oh
Sit and feel the undulations
We approach the early
Evening dauntless
Cause
We have conquered tribulations
Scrambled by fear
We rose nonetheless
So
Ask not why them not us, why now, cause
Logic has nothing
To do with it
Or
Reason or rationale force
Book learning to something
Beyond that
Oh
We call across the passion skies, hands up
To shout your
Names out
But
Sine waves and sawtooth lives cannot
Create continuation
From the casket
And
Belief in anything is worse than life
With scar struck
Projects
The
Prospect of capital or kisses or god
With all his magic
Merits
Oh
The day is cooling now, and still
We seem to be somehow
In breathy
Credit
Oh
The joint end's orange glow
Mirrors a sunset
If you bless it
So
For all those we have lost we offer a scraggly toast
With voices wracked
And ragged
For
With life comes the cost of its damning aftermath's
Heavy toll and its
Cold dagger
Oh
Memory unreliable
Moments quite conflatable
But this all happened
And
That we could exist at all together is incredible
A time tapered
Revelation
So
Amidst all the bigotry we scaled the hill of dignity
Unassuming
After a fashion
Oh
We had our time in the city. Unending nights of fantasy
Hackled back to reality
A crushing crash land
Oh
Karma's call seductive brings a tissued veneer
Through which we see
There is no pattern
And
Decades destructive kill qings and kings,
Whichsoever queers
The vast illusion
So sing:
If, if we are still here,
If here to sit must we:
Then maybe, finally,
With
Tired time detained an cuffed,
A darkest blue for us:
Let there be love.
And love there was.
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