The cosmos are at war And they’re in perfect harmony Maybe you can tell Lao-Tzu That neutral angels have appeared I put sugar in the tank Of the machine that you’ve been feeding I can hear my sister screaming I can see my brother bleeding Mother I am sorry I can tell you are not pleased I can see it on your face And I can hear it in the breeze
Different degrees of empty
The end, I feel, is coming Like a welcome playful dare Do I want another ride? Is it wrong that I’m not scared? I can crush my fear of pain And I can crush my fear of caring It’s consumed me with its eyes And now I’m stuck here silent, staring There’s a smile on the horizon And it’s coming straight for me And it stretches out its arms Because it knows that’s all I need