Saw it in Braille Come randomly pouring out In a wave of black ice And nighttime and then In a fast moving storm With singalong thunderclouds The soft explosion Of dayfall and then
Orange and blue The fire is starting Shimmering through The chemical garden I am not alone Stumbling through The chemical garden
Behind these black eyes A story is playing out Atop a cloudy hill The verdict is read On every lip The sound of the feather falls A wave of nighttime's Electrical head
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