Lyrics by CWR, music by Friend King
Delirium
Ceilings processed into sky
January in July
Does this mean I’m going to die?
No one’s with me anymore.
A technicolor spirit corps
Of empty, former cynosures.
So have I closed my eyes?
Or have I opened them tonight?
Am I listening? Is what Ihear
Right here to hear?
Have I lost myself in colored, rising lines
As the echoes fade and memories die?
Crisp Chablis and sun on seas
German streets where none should be
A novel neural frozen scene?
I won’t speak my given name.
Won’t and can’t become the same
Works and days compress to frames.
So should I close my eyes?
Or should I open them tonight?
Am I listening? Is what I hear
Right here to hear?
And is all I am this set of slowing lines?
As the echoes fade and memories die?
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